Falling under the irresistible charm of his stepdad
I nibbled at my toast, forcing myself to eat slowly so that the food would stay down, and sipped my ginger tea.
My thoughts turned to the original owner of the garden. I know these roses belonged to the late Luna, Hades' mom. I never knew her, it was hard to imagine what kind of woman would have given birth to a man like Hades. According to the pack members I spoke to, they said Hera was quiet and reserved. And of course, everyone liked to point out how Hunter and Hera had been madly in love with each other. They had no idea they were hurting my already broken heart.
I don't think I would ever know what it feels like to be loved, certainly not by Hades. And not by Hunter.