Please read Chapter 81 before reading this
The morning sun blazed over the Training Plateau, its golden light glinting off the cracked stone where Zeus, Ares, and Athena had clashed. The air still hummed with the fading echoes of their divine sparring, but as Zeus dismissed his children with a nod, a different energy stirred in the shadows of Olympus. Leto, Metis, Maia, Themis, and Mnemosyne lingered nearby, their gazes heavy with unspoken intent. The five women, each a force of divine power, exchanged glances that carried a shared, smoldering purpose.
Leto stepped forward first, her wine-dark eyes gleaming with a playful edge. "Zeus," she purred, her voice low and teasing, "we've prepared something for you. A… private celebration for your return." Her lips curved into a knowing smile, and the others moved closer, their presence a magnetic pull that quickened his pulse.
