A/N: A special thanks goes to BreakTheWalls and Leasha Ambrose for always giving me such great reviews. I truly appreciate each and every one of them. Another special thanks goes to xBreezyMeadowsx for becoming a follower to this story. Onto number ten. Let me know what you think.

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Chapter 10:

New Plan

Adam

It was hard for me to just sit there and watch Alayna sleep. Gregory explained far too many things that only seemed to create chaos inside my head. She was the daughter of a Greek God and if I had to guess which one, my guess was Poseidon. He was the God of the seas and considering she was half mermaid that would explain a couple of things. "What happened to her parents? Are they still alive?" I asked, turning my head away from Alayna's sleeping form back to Gregory, who was sitting at the table in the kitchen.

"They are alive; but trapped in that cage deep in the ocean. Finding them is going to be the hardest part. Philip and Claire have so many things at their disposal, things that can hurt a full blooded god. However, since Alayna is only half those weapons will have little effect on her and they know it. Demi-gods have a tendency to be far superior in power than their god-like parent." He explained.

"What do they really want with her?"

"That answer should be painfully obvious. They want to test her, use her blood to create all these new creatures. They want to create an army to invade this reality, enslave the humans to worship them. It's in human nature to fight back; but they will do so in vain."

I mentally cursed. These people were truly the scum of the Earth and to think this Greek Hero Odysseus was human. His heir was backing the wrong side. "I will help you in any way that I can. That future can't happen or humans will cease to exist."

"It won't if I have anything to say about it." Alayna's voice sounded.

I turned quickly back to the living room and saw her standing up. Her long lilac hair was disheveled and over both of her shoulders. Those emerald green eyes sparked with life as she started to walk into the kitchen. Her gaze left mine to look straight at the open journal on the table. "Alayna...how are you feeling?" Gregory hesitantly asked.

"I'll feel better when I rid this world of those imposter parents, Philip and Claire Riveria." She answered, placing a hand on the yellowed pages.

She was angry and rightfully so. It made me wonder just how much she had heard while asleep on the couch. Judging from the look on her face, I would have to say it was a good chunk of what was said between Gregory and I.

He shifted his body and moved to stand up. His hands took hers lovingly. "I have no doubt that you will do everything you can to make that a reality, just know that I will help you in any way that I can. You've been like family to me."

"You are family to me."

Gregory embraced her tightly and then moved to leave the safehouse. We were alone once again and somehow the tension was just as thick as it had been before she started reading the journal. "Are you sure that you're okay?" I asked.

"I'm fine. We need to map out the ocean near Myrtle Beach in South Carolina."

"I suppose we are going on a rescue mission for your birth parents."

She nodded her head, looking down at the page that held sketches of what her parents looked like. Her mother was stunning to the eye. Though the sketch was drawn in charcoal, there was a likeness about her that resembled Alayna. The shape of their eyes were identical and she had her father's nose. It was amazing how I noticed things like that when gazing upon her when she wasn't looking.

Alayna

Knowing that Adam had not left while I was unconscious made me smile on the inside. I felt like I had drug him into a war that would no doubt kill him in the end. No matter how many times I pushed him away, he was still here...waiting for my next move...ready to follow me into another battle.

The inexperience of my love life was eating away at me. I didn't know what to do with those kinds of gestures, so I simply ignored them. Was that the right thing to do? Probably not; but I just didn't want to hurt him by doing the wrong thing.

I stepped away from him and walked back into the living room. There was a bookshelf full of books on it. Eyeing the titles, I found a book of maps and pulled it off the shelf. Adam never moved from the chair he was sitting on in the kitchen when I had returned to the room. Opening the book, I searched the index for South Carolina. "They have to be somewhere off the docks, because their yacht is there." I stated.

He stood up and moved to look at the map I had sprawled on the table. I pointed to where their yacht would be docked since they were still in Vermont at the mansion. That boat would be a good place to look for clues as to where they lowered that cage holding my parents inside. "Unless there is scuba gear on that boat, you are going to have to search the waters on your own."

"Don't forget that I can make you able to breathe underwater if I keep a hold of you."

"Yes; but that doesn't cover as much ground as it would if we could search separately."

He had a point. It would take much longer if we were in the same place looking versus looking in different locations. Feeling the frustration, my free hand snapped, the already cracked, edge of the table off. Adam immediately took a hold of my arm and pulled me to stand up straight. His fingers traced a line down my cheek, hovering over my bottom lip with his thumb. "It's okay. We will find them one way or another." He encouraged.

"I'm sorry. You're right. I should be more positive."

"Alayna...you are probably the most determined person I have ever met. It only seems to add to your charm. It doesn't matter to me that you could kill me with one hand, nor does it matter that your history is dark. You are light in that dark...light in my dark. I promise to stay with you and see this through to the end."

My heart pounded against my chest. I didn't understand why he continued to be near me when all I've done was push him away. Tossing logic out the window, I let out a breath of air and pushed myself up on my tip-toes to press my lips onto his. Instinctively, he held me close and allowed me to explore.

Sliding my hands up his chest, I could hear a muffled moan in his throat. I assume that I was doing something right for that response. The fabric of his shirt was soft under my palms; but I had this strange urge to remove it from his body.

"Alayna…" He called, breaking our kiss.

"Hmm…"

"What changed? You made it pretty clear that you had no interest in taking this further."

Definitely didn't expect him to call me out on my previous actions from earlier on in the day and I sure as hell had no idea what to say in response to it either. Taking several steps back, I lowered my gaze away from his. "I'm sorry. I'm confused and I have no idea how to respond to the things you say and do."

"Alayna, I'm not asking you to do anything. Just do what feels comfortable to you, don't force yourself and I'll still be here."

Taking those steps back, I placed my hands back on the soft fabric of his shirt. Closing my fingers on the top button. "So, if I wanted to unbutton this shirt...you would let me." I asked, turning the button through the slit in the fabric.

He swallowed, "Yes." Slightly grinning, I slowly unbuttoned every button of his shirt and exposed his bare chest. My hands touched his warm flesh and I leaned my head forward to place my lips right on his sternum in a chaste kiss.

Another low groan erupted in his throat. I slipped his shirt over his shoulders and discarded it to the wooden floor. Adam's eyes were sparkling differently now. There was a heavy glaze over the usual blue. "I'm having a hard time staying in control, Alayna." He admitted, and then I knew what the look was in his eyes. Lust.

"So let go of that control."

"What!"

"Let go, you heard me correctly."

That same golden aura surrounded him as he picked me up from my standing position. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist. His lips took mine in a heated fury. My back felt the cool wood of the table top as he lowered me down upon it. His lips found the shallow of my neck and lower.

Each and every kiss sent waves of pleasure throughout my body. Our clothes disappeared and I left exposed to his view, not that he hadn't seen me naked before; but this was completely different. This was intimate and he was about to take something away that my tyrant parents swore would never be taken. My virginity.

He knew without having to tell him. Holding me close and after the initial thrust, I felt a new world of sensations. His right hand slid up the calf of my leg and stopped on my inner thigh. His lips came down upon mine again and he never moved his eyes away from mine. The coil of tightness came to us both right at the same time. "Adam…" I called, seeing the light around him get brighter the moment his climax hit within me.

"Alayna...did I hurt you?" He asked, touching the side of my face.

"No...I'm fine."

He stood up straight and the light started to fade away. There was something ancient about his blood for sure. Perhaps he was a demi-god like me and I supposed the only way either one of us was going to get answers was if we found my parents.