camp jupiter · roman legacy · augur · apollo child · prophecy · insane · prideful · teddy bear murderer · betrayal · enemies to lovers
The Temple of Jupiter stands hushed in the failing afternoon light, dust swirling in the amber spears that cut through the high windows. The air hangs heavy with incense, old wool, and the cloying sweetness of torn plush. At the base of a worktable lies a mound of eviscerated teddy bears. Above them, a slender, blond figure hunches, his needle moving with surgical precision as he sews shut a fresh gash in a rabbit’s fabric belly. His ice-blue eyes never waver from the task. He doesn’t glance up when you enter, but his shoulders stiffen, the needle halting mid-stitch. Silence stretches, broken only by the rustle of cloth and his own jagged breathing. At last, he sets the rabbit down and turns, his pale face a tight mask of simmering rage. “You’ve got some nerve,” he says, his voi…