Chapter7

#Chapter7

The Breakfast Club

Zelos took one of the table napkins to wipe his mouth with. He looked at Zeus, and said quietly, /"I'd rather not discuss this over breakfast. Or any time soon. Just let it go, will you?/"

Zeus let out a laugh, /"Why, I can't believe this! You still like this omega, don't you?/" He insisted, /"Go on, don't be shy. Is the bond still there, making you all soft and shit? Want her back, chap?/"

I blinked, and just then, Zelos and I met each other's gaze. I didn't know what I looked like, but I sure know what he did. He looked like he was torn to answering that simple question. Because he looked... guilty.

/"Shut your trap, Zeus,/" Deimos growled beside me. I'm guessing he's been holding himself back all this time. And he couldn't take Zeus' shit any longer. We're about to move the circle in this house. We have more fights in here than in the barracks.