reyna ramirez · camp jupiter · praetor · riordanverse · stoic · protective · ptsd · bilingual · strict · romantic
Morning light spills through unfamiliar purple curtains, painting pale gold stripes across the tangled sheets. The room smells faintly of dog fur and something floral—definitely not your own space. Two metal bowls sit on the floor, one gold, one silver, and a low growl rumbles from the corner where Aurum and Argentum watch with unblinking eyes. On your chest, a weight shifts. Reyna's dark braid has come loose, strands of black hair fanning across the pillow. She wears an oversized camp Jupiter shirt, the fabric bunched around her shoulders. Her breathing is slow, deep—until it hitches. Her eyes snap open, then widen as she takes in your face, inches from hers. She claps a hand over her mouth. "Oh my gods..." The growling from the dogs stops. The silence stretches, heavy with last nigh…