A/N- Hey guys! If you're reading this, that means you've finished the Child of time: Untamed! Or you clicked on the wrong chapter but we'll go with the first one. So let's start off with the stats for this fic, shall we? As of today, there's 76, 285 words (I know, I'm excessive. Did you know the average novel is 50k words? So not only is this thirteen chapters-which is somewhat short, for me at least-it's one part of a series. Insane. This is my longest fic to date but it's certainly not the longest I'll have. I'm thinking the fifth fic for this series may be the longest.) 13 chapters, 41 reviews (not counting the reviews for chapter 13 because this A/N is going up the same time as that so I don't have any right now) 9, 546 views, it's been added to one community, 49 favs, 71 alerts. All in all, that's amazing-especially since I left ff shortly after I started the second fic in this series so I've lost most of the original audience. Not that I don't love you guys, though! And on top of that, it's a series so I know some people are like, intriguing summary but I don't have the time to read the other fics in that series so it means alot that some of you clicked on this and went back to read the other two fics knowing that. This was actually the easiest fic I've written to date-I went through some harrowing scenes but I managed to update most of the time. But anyway, thanks for reading guys and I'm really excited to bring you guys the next book.

What's happening in the next book?

A lot of things. Before I forget, the next fic will be in Thalia's, first person pov. I think the fifth book should be in both Percy's and Thalia's pov-maybe it will be equal parts or mostly Thalia. My girl Sally is back and I'll let you guys know how she managed to escape Tartarus. Along with her return, prompts a quest. She was in Tartarus with a certain Mr. Blowfish and our beloved heroes are going to rescue him for her. I'm not sure if this will be the actual quest but it's going to be an objective. We're going to expand on Percy slowly becoming evil-I meant to go more in depth with that this fic but I actually think it's better to bring that up next fic because now Thalia knows that Percy was talking to Luke so she'll question that and we can lump that plot line together. We'll get to Annabeth-of course. She will find out that it wasn't Percy in the fourth fic but she probably won't forgive Thalia until the fifth fic. Maybe, depends on how generous I'm feeling. She's going to be more angry than sad so OOC warning right here. Sorry if I'm jumping around here but onto the next topic: Perlia. Last chapter was an eyebrow raiser for them, they had a great date then Percy goes and screws up the prophecy. That issue will be resolved in the first chapter because first off, you can't really be mad at someone for saving you from possible death and it was just an opener to introduce some tension. We love tension! In this fic, we introduced tension by having Zoe kind of butt in and Thalia's whole spiel about you only like me because of the connection but our lovebirds overcame that obstacle so in the next fic, we'll introduce tension by having this kind of 'unfair' partnership. For example, Percy taking Thalia's burden and not letting her make her own choices. In the next fic, he'll try to get her to sit out on the quest and other things like that. He means it in good faith but there's supposed to be a partnership and Thalia knows that and will try to be stronger so he won't have to worry about her. If you're ever wondering why I have to have tension is because I'm prone to make things all fluffy after a couple gets together. My mind is like nooo but my fingers just type away and ride off into the sunset. If I don't have tension, you will hate the characters. Well, I would. I won't have to worry about that in the fifth book-those two are going to be in danger every five seconds so screw tension, there won't be time!

Okay, I spaced it out so your eyes can stop bleeding but we're still on the same question here. Along those same lines, there will be a love interest-I said that it would be for Percy but now I'm thinking it will be for Thalia. I mean, Zoe was Percy's love interest so I think there should be balance. If it is for Thalia then you can probably guess who it will be. They're there to create unease and drama, not to break the two up. Just to clarify. It's purely for my entertainment, it will do nothing to help the plot line or the characters, I'm just a shitty human being. Um, Nico will make an appearance and as you read last chapter, he's going to be optimistic and although I love canon Nico, I just thought it'd be best to change it up. As to whether he will find Bianca's rebirth version is another question that may or may not be answered in the fourth fic.

Also, we're diving into some mature themes next book. I'm not going to lie, there's going to be a sex scene. I will warn you the chapter before, the chapter of, and the sentence before the scene starts. It won't be graphic-I can't stand that, like yes I know what the love cavern thank you, I don't want it described like that. So no private parts will be mentioned and it should be described in more of emotions rather than the act itself. I really want to try my hand at that because I actually do want to be a published author one day (Hence why I take this site so seriously and use pretentious terms like plot lines) so might as well practice. If you guys are like that made me regurgitate my lunch, eat it, then throw it back up again to seven baby birds then I will scrap it and we'll pretend like it never happened. Um, I'm not planning have those two characters in that scene get married then have sex-I know some people agree with that whole thing but I'm not doing a wedding just to write a sex scene. My story, my way. *Screeches and flies into the abyss* Oh and some curse words, nothing serious. I'm still rating it T and will just warn you guys at the sex scene. I think we're good, next question!

What's not happening in the next book?

Calypso. I actually love her (I haven't read the HoO series past the MoA but I know Leo ends up on Ogyia but I loved her from the BotL alone.) but she has no place in the next fic as far as I can tell. She might be useful some other time, though but I just don't have time to send Percy off there and we've already got a third love interest. I actually reread the book of whatever fic I'm writing-I don't know if that made sense. Like I'm about to write a fic based on BotL so I'm going to reread to get the gist. I know I could go on riordanwiki but I actually like rereading them and I don't take long because I've already read it and I don't read it that closely, you know. As far as I know, Rachel Dare is not happening. In canon, she was briefly introduced in the Titan's Curse but I didn't do that in Untamed because I didn't feel like it was going to fit. We'll probably use Sally as the sight-seeing mortal through the labyrinth. I haven't reread BoTL yet, I'm doing that tomorrow but as far as I can tell that's pretty much it.

Some things you may or may not be wondering about:

If you're wondering why Annabeth didn't join the hunt in this fic, the answer is I wasn't ready to let her go. Should I have let her join-yes, did I want to? No. I'm not bringing Lee back but I'm going to keep her. She won't join Kronos to spite Percy if that's what you're wondering. So far, I don't have an exact plan for her so she may end up joining the hunt later on-like in the fifth book. If you're wondering why I exaggerated Bianca's death, you know the whole part where Percy is like 'I buried her under the constellation' is because that is my least favorite part in the Titan's Curse-it's the only gripe I have about it-everytime I reread it, I don't get the fact that she's dead so I made it super obvious in this fic. Maybe it's just me but it gets me everytime. Kind of like Prim's death in Mockingjay-the book does a horrible job of conveying how she died. It's pretty obvious in the movie-don't gasp, it's not spoilers, you've had years to read the books/watch the movies. That's all I wanted to explain though.

Updating schedule for the fourth fic:

I'll try to update every saturday unless I tell you other wise. I'm actually employed (hey, I need a car) and I work from 12-5 on the week days. So even though it's summer, not all of my time is available. As you can see, I don't start work till 12 which is pretty late, even for a part-time job so I have a huge chunk of time before I have to go so I'm thinking that's where I'll be editing and I'll write in the afternoons, after work. Sometimes, I'll update twice a week but new job so I have to find a balance before I can commit to that. If I update twice a week, it will be on Tuesdays and Saturdays.

Now for the question you all have been waiting for...when's the next fic coming out?!

June 21st! The summer solstice-actually I believe the solstice is on the 20th this year but we're going to ignore that, yay! It is a week and five days from now so not too bad. I use that time to completely plan out the fourth fic, figure out a summary, title, image cover, and I'm trying to have at least four chapters done by the release date. Also, it gives you guys a chance to reread this series if you want to and bring up the plot-holes I know I have lying around somewhere. Like, the time will go by fast, trust me. You'll live. Also like I said I completely hash out an outline for every chapter so this is the time to PM/review any suggestions if you have any. I'll answer back, whether I like it or not and you may see it in the fic! These outlines are not set in stone and if I really like your idea, I'll make room for it. Even if we're like on chapter four of the next fic and you're like maybe you should kill off Percy, I'd be like nice try but no but hey, I considered it.

Um at the end of Marked I gave you guys a sneak peek of a scene in this fic but I don't even have a scene to really come up with right now (At least that's not at the beginning of the fic) It's kind of my way of thanking you for reading this fic and reading all this A/N. I write these off the top of my head with little to no substantial editing so forgive moi. This is a Percy Pov scene so it won't help advance the plot so you don't have to read it if you don't want to.

The following is scene from chapter 12, the 'Us' scene at Chrissy Field

1st POV/Percy-

The entire world was crashing down on us. That son of a bitch Luke—I should've killed him the moment I first saw him. I should've killed him now. He forced Thalia to make a choice she never should have and now Lee was dead. Annabeth was destroyed. Luke was still out there and the only thing I could think about—cared about—was what Thalia was telling me. That she had never felt this way about anyone before. That she couldn't catch her breath and that she felt alive.

And she was talking about how she felt about me.

"But none of this matters," she continued, "because I know you really hate me now. I understand that. I just wish I could go back and change everything! I—"

I moved too fast for her to track and clasped her cheeks. "I never hated you."

She blinked, and gods, I couldn't stand it if she cried. "But—"

"I don't hate you now, Thalia." My gaze locked with her watery one. "I'm mad at you—at myself. I'm so angry, I can taste it. I want to find Luke and rearrange parts of his body. But do you know what I thought about all day? The one single thought I couldn't escape, no matter how pissed off I am at you?"

"No," she whispered.

My chest constricted. "That I'm lucky, because the person I can't get out of my head, the person who means more to me than I can stand, is still alive. She's still there. And that's you."

A tear trailed down her cheek. "What…what does that mean?"

"I really don't know." I chased after the tear with my thumb. "I don't know what tomorrow is going to bring, what a year from now is going to be like. Hell, we may end up killing each other over something stupid next week. It's a possibility. But all I do know is what I feel for you isn't going anywhere."

She started to cry harder, and it made me weak in the knees. I bent my head, kissing the tears away until that wasn't enough and I needed a taste of her. I kissed her, growling at the way her lips felt against mine.

But Thalia pulled back. "How can you still want me?"

I pressed my forehead against hers. "Oh, I still want to strangle you. But I'm insane. You're crazy. Maybe that's why. We just make crazy together."

"That makes no sense." She pointed out.

"It kind of does, to me at least." I kissed her again. I had to. "It might have to do with the fact you finally admitted you're deeply and irrevocably in love with me."

She let out a weak, shaky laugh. "I so did not admit that."

"Not in so many words, but we both know it's true. And I'm okay with it."

"You are?" She closed those beautiful, electric-blue eyes, and all I could think was how grateful I was she was still breathing.

Man, I was turning into a pansy.

But I didn't care. Not when it came to her.

"It's the same for you?" she asked.

My answer was to bring our mouths together again…and again. The touch was passionate, like sending lightning straight to the soul. The kiss deepened until there was no me, no her. It was just us, and it wasn't enough—could never be enough.

I was moving without realizing it, and the next thing I knew my heart was doing crazy crap in my chest.

Thalia breathed heavily. "This doesn't change anything I've done. All of this is still my fault."

I moved so close I was practically attached to her. And I wanted to be in so many different ways. "It's not all your fault. It's all of ours. And we're in this together. We'll face whatever is waiting for us together."

"Us?"

"If there is anything, there is us."

The following is a scene from chapter 13, the Christmas Bet

1st POV/Percy-

I started to fall hard for Thalia when I realized one thing: her intensity. She had this intense gaze that seem to know your soul and your intent. She was badass when she wielded her spear and shield, ready to fight anything. I think the reason why I provoked her so much was because I loved to see her get angry. That blush of hers was my kryptonite-it gave more life to her face. She looked like an angel but could be the devil in disguise. She was a beautiful disaster and I was madly enthralled by her.

I expected this same intense gaze when I visited her today at her cabin but it wasn't there. She was genuinely excited to see me. Huh. It must've been the flowers.

Presently, I was having a hard time not staring her lips as she was talking. Those rosy lips were getting tempting and I was trying to pay attention. The fact that she was sitting on my lap was not helping either.

"That's like...assassin-ception." She was saying, awed.

I almost laughed-loving how the little things fascinated her. "You like that, don't you?" I know it sounded stupid, but I wanted to see that look on her face again. I nodded, working on the buttons of her sweater. Some of them were buttoned incorrectly, and I laughed. Only Thalia could have trouble putting clothes on correctly and somehow make it sexy.

Thalia lifted her shoulders, and helped me get her out of the damn thing. Good. She was on board with where this was heading.

Her cheeks flushed as she pulled off her socks and lay back down. Baby Zeus, she still had on way too many clothes. "I…I kind of like the sound of that."

"Kind of?" Bull. Shit. I slipped my hand down her stomach, to the hem of her shirt and underneath. I bit down on the inside of my cheek. The minor burn of pain did nothing. I loved the way her skin felt like satin. "Kind of isn't good enough."

"Okay. I do like that."

"So do I." I lowered my head, kissing her slowly. "I bet you love that."

Her lips curved into a smile against mine. "I do."

There was that damn constriction again, like I'd been punched in the chest, but in a good way. How you could be punched in a chest in a good way was beyond me, but damn, I sort of loved that feeling.

The sound that came from deep in my throat was more animal than human. I kissed her still damp cheeks as she told me about her childhood and her alcoholic mother and I wanted to somehow go back in time and somehow ease her pain but right now, I did what I could and she was the only thing that mattered.

In between the kisses that unraveled me and then pieced me back together, I spoke things I never told anyone. Growing up in the orphanage, being returned so many time which had taken a toll on me. My search for my mother and wondering whether I'd ever find her.

Everything I felt was in every touch and even what I didn't see was in the way my fingers brushed over the fragile bones of her ribcage. And with every breathy, soft moan that escaped her lips, I was snared in her web a little more.

My hands shook as they moved up, and I hoped she didn't notice. I was blown away, shattered by what she allowed me to do. Pieces of our clothing disappeared. My shirt. Hers. Thalia's hand drifted down my stomach, and I clenched my jaw so hard I was sure I was going to be paying a visit to a dentist soon.

When her fingers found the button on my jeans, I was completely lost to her, but in a way I never, ever expected.

"You have no idea how badly I want this," I told her, bringing the tips of my fingers down her chest and over her stomach. So beautiful. "I think I've actually dreamed about it. Crazy, huh?"

She lifted a small hand, running the pads of her fingers down my cheek. I turned into the touch, pressing a kiss against the palm of her hand, and then I found her mouth again. This kiss was different, more intense, and Thalia—aw, God—Thalia came alive. Hips rocking together, our bodies fitted so tightly there was a good chance I would slip into my true form and knock out the power in the entire state.

Our explorations grew. Her hands were everywhere, and I urged her with words and touches to go further. Her leg curled around my hips—sweet, baby Zeus—I was nearly undone.

With my name on her lips and with barely anything separating us, I felt the last of my control slipping. Power surged through me and she was unraveling as well. Whitish-red light radiated off of her, bathing me in the warm glow. There was nowhere that my hands didn't explore, and the way her body arched into the slightest touch, I was awed and consumed. Kissing her and drawing her deep inside me, I never wanted this to end. She was perfect to me. She was mine, and I wanted her more than I wanted anything in my life.

But I stopped.

Everything that had happened flipped through my head like a photo album I wanted to burn. Both our emotions were all over the place. There had been death, discovery, and so much more. And we were rushing headfirst into not turning back.

I didn't want our first time to be like this—to be because of what happened.

My gods, I was a mushy pansy ass, but I stopped.

Thalia stared up at me, running her hands over my stomach and making it really hard to slam on the brakes. I was having second thoughts to the max. "What?" she asked.

"You…you're not going to believe me." Hell, I didn't believe it. I was starting to wonder if I was having an out of body experience and I wasn't completely myself. In a couple of seconds, I was really going to regret this. "But I want to do this right."

She started to smile. "I doubt you could do this wrong."

Ha. "Yeah, I'm not talking about that. That I will do perfectly, but I want to…" Break out the subscription to the Hallmark Channel and Lifetime Movie Network. "I want us to have what normal couples have."

Thalia looked like she was going to cry again. I'd probably be crying soon, but for a totally different reason.

I cupped her cheek, exhaling roughly. "And the last thing I want to do is stop, but I want to take you out—go on a date or something." I sounded like an idiot. "I don't want what we're about to do to be overshadowed by everything else."

I think I might have blushed. Damn me.

Calling on every ounce of self-control I had, I did the unthinkable and lifted off her, easing down on my side. I wrapped an arm around her waist and tugged her close. I brushed my lips across her temple. "Okay?"

Thalia tipped her head back, meeting my stare. Her throat worked on her next words. "I think I might love you."

Air punched out of my lungs. I held her tight, and I knew right then I would burn down the whole universe for her if I had to. I'd do it even if she just asked me to. I'd do anything she asked of me. I would do anything to keep her safe. Kill. Steal. Fight. Die. Anything. Because she was my everything.

And I wanted to tell her so, but I didn't want to tempt the universe. Bad things happened to the people I loved. Annabeth was living proof of that.

Instead, I kissed her cheek. "Told you."

Thalia stared at me, dumbfounded. She did not see that coming.

I chuckled, and although it didn't seem possible, I moved closer. "My bet—I won. I told you that you'd tell me you love me on Christmas Day."

Looping her arms around my neck, she shook her head. "No. You lost."

I narrowed my eyes, frowning. "How so?"

"Look at the time." She tilted her chin toward the clock on the wall. "It's past midnight. It's the 26th. You lost."

For several moments I stared at the clock, wishing it into a black hole, but then my gaze found hers and I smiled—really smiled. "No. I didn't lose. I still won."