Isis blinked once, then twice—her brown‑gold, slit‑pupiled eyes narrowing as she tried to process the scene in front of her.
She hadn't expected Lucy to just teleport them straight into a meeting with people she'd only ever heard stories about.
"…What the actual hell.... is this family," she muttered under her breath.
Xeros, meanwhile, had gone completely still.
His gaze locked onto Ash—whose casual closeness with Aurora was something Xeros had never been prepared to witness, especially in front of so many others.
Then Lucy shamelessly kissed him, without even noting that Aurora seemed to be enjoying it.
Xeros clenched his fist as his gaze shifted to Aphrodite and Persephone, both of whom were smiling at him.
Inside, though, he was wrestling with his thoughts.
It wasn't that he cared about family being sensual—after all, at six trillion years old, there was little in existence he hadn't already witnessed.
