Novel & Cerita Percy Jackson Son Of Rhea Fanfiction

That would give me peace of mind. “She has run off to find this Ellie. Whoever she is,” Dad says as he crosses his arms. “She is supposed to be at Alpha Academy.” “We all know Rhea. Once she gets an idea in her head, there is no stopping her. Rhea will succeed no matter what she does. She doesn’t know how to fail. She is, after all, an Alpha’s daughter.” Mom reminds us.

“My youngest son… he admires Athena. Always has. He has portraits of her in his room. He’s unmarried. I believe he would be willing.” “You’re not even sure,” I say, my voice low and skeptical. “I know my son. Let me try. Let’s get you home.” He meets my eyes squarely. “We leave for Eretria tonight. We have two days.” “Then I can go home? To her?” “Yes, Perseus.” That’s all I needed to hear.

“I’ve heard so little about you too. Who are you? Dan’s adopted child?” “Not really,” Rhea smiled, not allowing the insult get to her. “The daughter of the Lycan King, Ghost Damon, the man your father cowers before.” The words came out of Rhea’s mouth faster than she knew and it was only after she said them that she realized how she actually sounded. The last thing she wanted was giving them the impression that she was still on her father’s side and making a reference to how his enemies and allies alike cowered before him wasn’t doing her CV any good.

Not in defiance but almost in …excitement. “Fate mate?” Aiden snorted “ Is that supposed to be some sort of a joke?” He tried to hide the flicker of discomfort. Haven chuckled “ What an odd pairing. So you are her fate mate and she is the daughter of Alpha Cyrus Hawthorne. Deluded much?” “Here’s a fact you two can believe. With Rue helping my project, I will crush whatever fantasy you are persistent on building with Blood Claw Pack. Your plans will fall apart because she’s talented and also connected to Alpha Cyrus.” Percy said

She pressed a hand to her chest—bound flat—and closed her eyes. There was no more Rhea. Rhea had died the moment she fled Bloodmoon, the moment she chose a path that could end with her exposed, disgraced, or worse—dragged back into Branor’s claws. Her old name was soft, gentle, spoken only in her mother’s voice. But her mother was gone. The warmth of that memory only made her colder. Now, there was only Rian Greythorn, son of Garren. A boy with nothing to lose.

Aria said. We both opened our minds to Aria and she showed us what had happened. From the kidnapping to our arrival, it was a lot to take in. I could also see the plan that Aria had been forming. It was a good plan but it would need to happen soon and it was going to take a lot of her energy. “What is wrong with Zeus?” Najera said sighing. “I don’t know how things went so wrong with him.” Rhea said sadly. “It’s not your fault mom. The rest of us turned out just fine. I may compete with my brothers but I know Poseidon and I would never do this.” Hades said wrapping his arms around Rhea.

God, Ares. My son, he has just lost the most amazing father. He won’t get to know Percy the way I did. He won’t get to see the brilliant man that he was. I didn’t think my heart could hurt this much. I thought I knew pain, but I was wrong. God, was I wrong. This pain is unbearable, unlike any experiment I had ever been through. “Don’t leave me, Percy.” I whispered as I carried him towards me with my shadows. I traveled us out of the room, as if that could traumatize the children any less.

It is nothing short of a miracle. I have a sudden strong urge to travel into the spirit realm, where I can meet the moon goddess and ask her about Rhea. I’m very sure the goddess will know who Rhea really is. I’ve tried to find every link of information I can about her, but there’s nothing. Apart from the fact that she was raised by a single father, who’s now sick, and seems to move a lot, nothing else is amiss. It leaves me to wonder why and how she’s special. Why I feel such a mate bond to a mere human.

Dearest Augustus, I know you don’t know me. None of you really got the chance to get to know me. I am sorry about that. I’m Percy, Ares’ dad. You may not remember me, but I remember you. You have always been an intelligent and strong child. I knew, watching you, that you would be just like your mother, to a fault.

My hands roamed higher, pressing softly against her breasts through the thin fabric of her dress, feeling their weight and softness, thumbs brushing over her nipples in slow circles. We stayed like that for a long moment, kissing, touching, breathing each other in. No rush. No games. Just us under the crimson moon and the sound of the waves. Eventually, Rhea broke the kiss with a breathless smile, her forehead resting against mine. “Imagine if your dad just pulled up here right now,” she whispered, amused. “And saw this is what his son is doing with the guard he appointed for him.” I laughed softly, the sound rumbling in my chest as I kept my hands on her waist.