Chapter Fifty-Three

"Oliver is under my protection," Athena said stepping in front of him. Ollie and Kate looked at each other their brows furrowed, what did he want from Ollie?

"You know that doesn't matter, his ancestor dishonored me, and I will take what is owed to me."

"What is he talking about Athena?" Ollie asked moving from behind her to stand next to her.

"He thinks he has a claim to you," Athena said without taking her eyes off the huge god standing in front of them, "He does not."

"Oh, but I do," his smile turned menacing, he took a booted step and the dock began to sway from side to side.

"Enough Posiedon," Athena had spread her stance to keep her balance as the swaying made standing difficult for everyone.

"I said he owes you nothing and I meant it," a sword appeared in her hand and the God of the Sea's brows rose.

"Are you challenging me," he spat out his eyes had gone black and he looked at Ollie like he was a piece of dog poo on the bottom of his shoe, "For him?"