at the hands of their own parents or siblings or they end up having
to kill them.?
?That?s disgusting,? Lucas breathed. Helen nodded.
?It is disgusting. Babies shouldn?t be part of the blood feud. It?s
just wrong. Daphne swore to get rid of the Furies so that Rogue
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babies like me can be with both of their families, and so that no
one ever has to go through the horror of choosing between protecting
their child and fighting their own brother or sister?or parent.
In fact, she?s made it her mission in life to free the Scions from the
curse of the Furies forever.?
Lucas nodded, finally understanding. He started pacing, as if he
couldn?t remain in one posture for more than a millisecond with so
many thoughts pushing and pulling on him at the same time.
?What do we do? We can?t stay away from each other,? he said as
he stopped pacing and stared at Helen, who was still sitting
slumped on the floor.
?I know, but I can?t be near you, either,? she said, standing up
with an exhausted sigh.
Lucas groaned and covered his face. Neither could bear to look at
each other, but they reached out blindly and embraced in a tight
hug. They rocked back and forth, both of them needing comfort.
?My mother and I planned to leave today,? Helen whispered.
?Don?t leave me,? Lucas whispered back, tightening his arms
around her.
?What are we going to do?? Helen murmured desperately, knowing
he didn?t have an answer.
They stood clinging to each other in the unused room with the intermittent
rain patting the glass walls until they heard worried
voices shouting their names down the empty halls.