Olivia's POV....
"Are we under attack?" I whispered and he stared at me.
"No, don't say that word again."
"What attack- don't." Ares spoke; he had always been serious before, but this time it sounded scary, like he was going to hurt someone, I have never seen that dead look in his eyes, I have never seen him stare at anyone like that.
The house is a chaos, the moment I woke up from sleep; all I could hear were noises, people heading into the house, like they are working on something, the more I stared at all of them, I had so many questions.
They didn't look like they were reorganizing the house if looked like they are doing much worse, it looked like they are taking precautions, with the guns, the many men getting positioned, and the way they added another brocade to the windows.
I am not going to run away again, he will not do this just for me.
