The Divine Pact

Chapter 2 02

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round his jawline adding to his appeal. He wore a black leather jacket with a white shirt visible underneath, and Thea could see the outline of hard muscle beneath the fa

bar. The brief, unexpected moment made Thea flush, warmth creeping up her neck. But before she could compose herself,

under her breath, trying to b

cute Detective Cooper to notice any of the other hotties in this place." Shae took a sip from her own drink, eyes

serious," she said, a slight irritation in her voice. "He's just... not my type." Even though

"Are you getting another headache again?" she asked, her tone softening

on over the past couple of months. "I don't know. I hope not." She closed her eyes for a s

ice kind and reassuring. "I'll cover fo

in her body eased. For a moment, she wondered if it was a good idea to mention the strange coincidences that had been happening ever since that fateful day in Crete-the heada

d her attention back to the man at the bar. "Tell me that guy doesn't make

the stranger in question. "He's just another guy," she s

grinned mischievously. "But, hey, don't worry. You've got Detect

ore to it. The first time she met Josh, something inside her had shifted. Something she couldn't quite explain. It was more than just his good looks or t

rd on the eyes," Thea

, I might have to do it for you." She gave Thea a playful shove, making her laugh, but Thea quickly tried to p

ure what was happening with her body lately-what the dreams meant or why the headaches had become worse. All she knew was that they had started the day of the tsunami, when the news flashed across her screen and

arms enveloping her in a protective embrace as if he'd been th

s. "I wish someone would send a smolder l

ave you one day." She gave Shae a playful wink, though she couldn't help but wonder if she'd ever be able to move

drink and nodded toward the back of the bar. "Speaking of which, better get your cute police officer his drink before he forgets w

ached the table of detectives, she caught Detective Cooper's gaze again, and for a moment, her heart skipped a beat. He gave her a small, almost

d toward the table, "make way for the girl with the drinks." Sh

picked up his beer, grinning. "Ah, thanks, Thea. Have you c

oks like a nail-biter," she replied, her gaze flickin

"You can say that for sure. Brazil

th a laugh. "I've got fif

. "Oh, a gambler, huh? A

alantly. "It's all

es turning toward Detective Cooper, who had been

a flush creep up her neck, but she managed to keep her cool. "It's good

gaze once more. There it was again-the unspoken connection that m

sing his beer in the air,

questions she didn't yet have the answers to. What was happening to her? Why had th

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“Thea Gibson lived a perfectly ordinary life. By day, she served drinks at the local bar, earning just enough to pay the rent and keep her bills from piling up. She wasn't one for extravagant spending, preferring quiet nights at home with her nose buried in the latest paranormal fantasy novel. It was easier to get lost in a world of mythical creatures and epic battles than face the real one, where she tried-and often failed-to suppress the awkwardness that followed her like a shadow. Most nights, she relished her solitude, but that didn't stop her best friend Shae from dragging her to parties. "You need to get out more!" Shae would say with that infectious energy that made it impossible to say no. Thea would end up surrounded by strangers, nursing a drink in a corner, wishing she could escape into the pages of her book instead of pretending to enjoy herself. The only bright spot? Detective Josh Cooper. He was always there, with his captivating smile and those deep eyes that seemed to see right through her. Thea had a secret crush on him. But that was all it was-a harmless fantasy. That all changed one fateful night. The bar was quieter than usual when a figure appeared in the doorway. The air seemed to crackle with electricity as Thea stared at him. He was tall, his presence undeniable, with a calm confidence that seemed at odds with the tension in the room. Before she could even process what was happening, a group of monstrous creatures-Titans, she later learned-charged toward her. Panic surged in her chest. But before they could reach her, the man was there, moving with blinding speed, his hand raised. A bolt of light shot from his fingers, and the Titans disintegrated into smoke. "I'm Hermes," he said, voice smooth as silk. "Messenger of the Gods. And you, Thea, are a reincarnated deity with a destiny you've yet to remember." The words felt surreal. Thea opened her mouth to protest, but the world around her seemed to shift, and suddenly she wasn't sure what was real anymore. "What are you talking about?" she demanded. Hermes smiled, the corner of his lips curling up with a mysterious knowing. "You're about to find out. The Titans are free. And it's up to you to send Cronos back to Tartarus." Thea shook her head in disbelief. "This is insane." "You're not the first to refuse the truth," Hermes said, his tone soft, but unwavering. "But you will be the one to stop him." Everything she'd known, every bit of normalcy she clung to, crumbled in that instant.”