*Madison's POV*
"Get your hands off of me! Where are you taking me?" I struggled in the grips of my captors, shoving back against their hold. Not that I could see where I was going…l wasn't planning on not going, but I kept on with the fight despite the fact of how frail I looked and felt. It could not be compared to the men that held onto my elbow with an iron.
A moment ago, I was on my way to get dressed for the party I was invited to. I was sat down between goddesses of high caliber. I was on my way to get prepared to suffer stiff muscles on my cheeks from fake smiling at the whole ordeal, ready to endure awkward conversations and stares and be the flank one amongst them. After all, that was all I was worth.
And Aurora made sure, I will never forget that.
Yet I did not expect to be snatched bizarrely, especially into the goddess' home.
