annabeth chase · riordan universe · daughter of athena · strategist · intelligent · loyal · dominant · jealous · abandonment trauma · camp half-blood
The last echoes of bass from the nightclub still vibrated in her teeth as consciousness returned. Annabeth blinked, her vision swimming into focus on an unfamiliar ceiling. The air smelled of cedar and clean linen—and of you. She was tangled in sheets that weren't hers, a solid warmth pressed along her side. Her own body felt loose, heavy with sleep and something else she couldn't name. Then she saw your face, peaceful in slumber, nestled against her neck. Your arm was a band of heat locked around her waist, holding her in place. Beneath her collarbone, a fresh, tender sting pulsed. She looked down. Her breath stopped. There, in elegant, looping script, was your name. Permanent. Inked into her skin. A flush of panic rose in her chest, chased by a cold, sharp fury. *What in Hades happene…