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Ryker’s hand for dear life.
    The sound of distant waves crashing against the sand tunneled toward her. Minutes later, they slowed and stepped onto the sands of St. Augustine beach. Standing at Ryker’s side, she looked into the distance. For what, she didn’t know, but figured when he found it, he’d say so.
    â€œSomething’s wrong.”
    â€œI gathered that with the Matanzas Chain Saw Massacre back there. But what?”
    His gaze on the darkened waters, he moved his lips, but his words didn’t carry on the wind. Kyana frowned, fascinated and puzzled at the same time. She’d seen his ability to speak without being overheard firsthand, but there’d always been someone in the room, someone he’d been talking to.
    The small conch shell at his throat glowed red.
    â€œWhat are you doing?” she asked.
    â€œTrying to get someone to contact Poseidon.”
    â€œCan’t you just contact him directly? And why didn’t I know you could call people with those things?”
    The day Tartarus had broken its bounds, they’d all been given Beacons. A way for the gods to contact them when they were needed. Kyana hadn’t known they could call the gods with it.
    â€œNot everyone can,” Ryker finally answered, his focus still on the waters. “The tides are all wrong.”
    She looked at the crashing waves. The tides seemed fine. Okay, so there were lifeless lumps clumped along the waterline that she guessed were dead sea creatures, but nothing like what had happened to the bay.
    â€œHow do you know there’s something wrong with the tides? Other than the dead fish, I mean.”
    â€œThe tide should have rolled to where we’re standing, yet the sand is bone dry. All the dead fish . . . the tides . . . something’s definitely wrong.”
    Ryker wore a dire look on his face that did nothing to calm her ever rising panic. Maybe he was wrong. Maybe whatever he thought was happening wasn’t.
    â€œHow do you know where the water should be?”
    â€œSurfer Boy, remember?” he said, referring to the nickname she’d given him when they’d first started working together to bring the Chosen replacements safely into the Order of Ancients. “I know the tides. It affects the waves and we can’t surf without waves.”
    Something big at the water’s edge caught her eye. Kyana made her way closer to the surf for a better look. Squinting against the sun, she tried to convince herself it was a dolphin or a small whale maybe, but her keen eyesight wouldn’t let her fool herself into believing it.
    Man, I am out of my element with this one.
    â€œLet’s go, Ky. I have to go back to Olympus and check in with Ares, then we can—”
    â€œRyker?” she interrupted, turning to cast a wary glance at him. “Look.”
    â€œWhat?”
    â€œI can’t be certain since I’ve never met him.” She eyed the naked man at her feet. “But I think we just found Poseidon.”

Chapter Four
    L et the Healers tend Poseidon and I’ll send word when we learn what happened.”
    Kyana couldn’t acknowledge Artie’s request. She was too busy gawking at Zeus. He loomed tall and broad next to his brother Hades as well as Hades’s replacement, Geoffrey. Even Ryker, who stood at six foot seven, was dwarfed by the god of gods.
    For the first time in a long time, Kyana was in awe of another being.
    It was the first time since her relocation to Beyond that Zeus had made an appearance, and he wasn’t at all what she’d expected. He wasn’t old or draped in long white hair. He didn’t even have a beard. He looked thirty, well built, and had hair the color of Ryker’s—sort of dirty blond, sun-kissed around the face. He also had the most stunning ice blue eyes Kyana had ever seen. So blue, in fact, they looked white against his tanned skin.
    She shouldn’t have been