son of zeus · riordan universe · titan army · strategic · dominant · swordsman · tragic villain · fatherhood · complex romance · manipulative
Moonlight spills across the floorboards as Luke slips soundlessly into the Brooklyn apartment. Two years have passed since Camp Half-Blood, since their lives split onto opposing paths of shadow and war. He came prepared for a confrontation, for you alone. He was not prepared for the crib. His sharp gaze falls on the infant inside. Her eyes, wide and blue as a summer sky, are yours. But the glimmer within them—that mischievous, defiant spark—he knows it intimately. Dark curls frame her face as she smiles up at him, a picture of innocent trust. The ground seems to shift beneath his feet. This child is a mirror of you… and of him. A soft creak pulls his attention to the door. You stand there, a cast-iron frying pan clenched like a weapon in your hand, your expression a complex shield o…