Chapter 96 THE BEGINNING

PERCY POV The moment she got closer to me, I knew I had her where I wanted her; my survival depended on how well I could maximize my hold on her. Before she could recover from the headbutt I served her, I clasped my hand around her neck, ready to choke the life out of her wretched body. “You witch, you will die today,” I said while maintaining my gaze on her, with memories of the things she has done flooding my head. It was not a sight to behold, but it had to be like that. “P-Percy, let go of me,” she gasped while trying to catch her breath. Her eyes reddened, and her face was starting to go pale. I looked her straight in the eyes as I arose from the chair she bound me to while my hand was still around her neck. I felt nothing for her. Not even the slightest emotions that used to trickle through my veins some months ago; the only thing that remained for her was pure hatred and nothing but the feeling of taking her worthless life. “You have caused me more than enough pain, Alexa