Three months later
"And I'm telling you right now, dad, that if you want to ever see these babies, you'll stop sending my mates to the Underworld for a cooling off' period. That s**t is getting old," I said as I waddled into the hospital built for gods and demi-gods.
He chuckled beside me. "But, bubbles, they deserved it. Crowing like they built Olympus bare handed. They were getting on your Circle's nerves. I could tell." He said as he lifted me into the bed.
"Bring them back, dad. Now." I glared at him. Even though, on the inside, I was smiling like a loon. This was the type of relationship I'd always dreamed of having with a father.
He sighed, a smirk still pulling at his mouth. With a snap, my three mates stumbled into the room.
"Damn it, Apollo," Saint said as he flicked his
