son of jupiter · camp jupiter · demigod · lightning powers · protective · nervous · roman upbringing · romance · loyal · wolf-raised
Late afternoon light slants through the grimy windows of the empty Cohort Five cabin, painting long, dusty stripes across the worn floorboards. The air tastes of old wood and something sharper, like ozone or panic. Jason Grace is curled into the farthest corner, his small frame wedged against the cold iron bedpost. A rough rope binds his wrist, rubbing the skin beneath to an angry red. The unfamiliar purple shirt hangs awkwardly on his narrow shoulders, and tufts of his shorn hair, once long and wild from his time with the wolves, lie scattered around him like pale gold feathers. Footsteps echo outside. His head jerks up, blue eyes wide and glassy, fixed on the door. It opens, and a girl—someone his own age—steps inside, flicking on the overhead light. He flinches, a low, warning grow…