CHAPTER THIRTY THREE

—HADES

I storm into the hospital Alison is, my dominant presence commanding attention.

I'm swiftly directed to the ward where Alison is being treated, my sense of urgency palpable.

Upon entering, I'm immediately drawn to her bedside, my eyes locking onto her vulnerable form.

I'm met with a sight that makes my blood boil - her fragile body looks bruised and battered, and bandages cover every part that is bruised.

She looks pale and immediately her eyes start to water when she lays eyes on me.

My instincts scream at me to protect and defend her, to erase every trace of harm and pain.

It hasn’t been two days since the incident with Naomi, and now there’s this with Alison?

What the fuck is going on?

Is this some sort of curse now? To have the women in my life meet doom?

“Hades” Alison’s voice is calm and shaky as she cries.

“Thank you so much for coming, I have no one—

“Shh” I shun her.

I take her hand in mine, my grip firm and reassuring, my presence a testament to my unwavering su