I rose my eyebrows questioningly, prompting him to dare question or scolded me for something that I was not responsible.
"I wonder who gave him this fucking habit?" Hades questioned in anger. He lifted himself off me then quickly put his clothes on. I blinked several times to register what was happening. I am going to kill Jace.
"How am I responsible for this?" I asked in
disbelief. He didn't answer and with clenched
jaws, stomped out of the room. He seemed like he was going somewhere in determination. I quickly throw a shirt on me. As it was Hades' shirt, it covered my butt. I quickly buttoned the shirt up. I didn't want Hades to beat Jace up. I didn't want them to fight. I ran down the stairs and when I reached the living room. I could see Jace pacing around while Hades stood by the door glaring at him. I didn't miss much.
