Once the room was finished, Jason, Leo, Piper, Annabeth, Reyna, Frank, Hazel, and Percy stepped back and admired their work.
Three out of four of the room's walls were painted a deep, ocean blue. The fourth wall was left white, but Percy had an idea that included the markers. He called it a "writing wall". Anyone coming over could write a poem, or song, or something cheesy, funny, inspiring, and sign their name. So far, the wall only had ten signatures (at one point, Zeus and Hera came in to join the fun), but Percy wanted to see that number grow over the years.
As for the furniture, the bedside tables were navy blue to match with the spreadsheets he found for his bed.
Percy loved everything and thanked everyone persistently for helping.
"It was nothing," Frank said. "Besides, I got to paint Leo and Hazel all day, so it was definitely worth it." Frank snickered as he looked at his paint splattered mates. The three of them had gotten into a war…let's just say that it had been messy. Not an inch of Leo and Hazel wasn't covered in blue.
"This was your fault," Hazel muttered. "I am not speaking to you until I can see my skin color again."
This made everyone chuckle, and they all trooped down the stairs.
Jason and Percy bid farewell to the group, then closed the door to the house. Percy immediately felt awkward again, as he was alone with his mate. Thalassa was trying to tell him that it was okay, he didn't have to be afraid or feel uncomfortable because Jason was literally made to be his other half.
"That was fun." Jason said, slipping his arm over Percy's shoulder. Sparks erupted as they made contact, and Percy couldn't get enough of the feeling. He unconsciously leaned into Jason, resting his head on Jason's shoulder. "Yeah, it was."
Jason shivered at the contact, but side-hugged Percy. "You sound exhausted. Do you want to go shower and sleep?"
Percy nodded.
They walked up to their bedroom floor. Jason and Percy stood in the hallway, each waiting for the other to say goodnight first. Just as Percy was about to break the painful silence, Jason wrapped Percy into his arms.
Percy's body melted into Jason's like the missing piece of his life's puzzle. He wrapped his arms around Jason's waist and breathed in his cologne.
Jason rested his head in Percy's hair. "I've been waiting forever to find you," he began, "and now that I have, I don't ever want to let you go."
Percy sighed into Jason's chest. "Me too."
They stood, rocking back and forth. Jason kissed Percy's forehead and let him go. "Goodnight." He smiled. "Goodnight." Percy whispered, a little dizzy from holding Jason so close. Jason grinned and headed down the hall towards his room. After a while Percy did too.
As Percy closed the door, he leaned against it and slid to the floor, like he had earlier in the day. "Moon Goddess help me." He whispered, grinning like a madman.
~July 2nd~ In the early hours of the morning...
Octavian paced back and forth. On the table before him, there were multiple scattered papers. Some held locations, trivial information, and photos. Others held ideas and plans.
None of them were working.
"Fail, fail, fail, fail!" He muttered as went through them one by one. "None of them worked. I just can't get to that idiot of an Alpha…"
"I wouldn't call him an idiot if I were you," said a voice from the back of the room.
Octavian's head snapped up. "Bryce? You're back?"
Bryce bowed. "Yes, Alpha. And with exciting news." Bryce smirked evilly.
Octavian smirked. "By all means, please do continue."
Bryce made himself comfortable in one of Octavian's office chairs. "Yesterday was a certain Alpha's seventeenth birthday-"
"Yes, I know." Octavian said. "Get to the important part."
"It seems as though our precious Jason Grace...has found his mate."
Octavian couldn't help it- he gasped. "Did he now?" He said amazedly.
"Yes." Bryce said. "Not only that, but he happens to be quite a beauty." He slid a picture of Jason's mate across the table. Octavian slammed his hand on top of it and gazed at the picture.
This boy looked young, only fifteen or so. He had black hair that wouldn't stay out of eyes and beautiful green eyes.
"He might even be better looking than my Luke." Octavian murmured.
Bryce chuckled. "According to intel, his name is Perseus Jackson. Everyone in the Olympian Pack calls him Percy. He's fifteen years old, turning sixteen on August 18th."
Octavian knew Bryce had stopped talking, but he still felt as though there was more to the story.
"Everything, Lawrence. I need every single bit of information that I can possibly get." He muttered, knowing Bryce would hear him.
Bryce grinned. "He's an Omega."
Octavian stared at Bryce to see if he was lying. His heart rate didn't pick up, which meant…he was telling the truth.
Octavian cackled. He bent over and howled in laughter. "This is perfect!" He said. "This Omega-this Percy-is going to be the downfall of the Olympian Pack!" He whooped once more.
"Finally! Finally, I will have revenge! I will have the ultimate glory! I will have an ETERNAL RULE!"
Bryce gazed upon his Alpha almost warily. Octavian always got like this, at least once a month. Bryce really just wanted to go home to get back to his mate.
"I'm glad you're pleased by the information I've brought you, Alpha." Bryce said, standing. "But I've got to get back to my mate. He must've missed me; I was gone for a month, after all."
They both smirked, knowing that Ethan would rather die ten thousand deaths than ever willingly run to Bryce.
"I won't stop you-you deserve some fun after giving me these pieces of information. But, my curiosity has been spiked: what will you be doing to Nakamura today?"
Bryce smirked. "I've been experimenting," is all he said, and walked out of Octavian's office.
Octavian dismissed Bryce from his mind and focused on everything he was just brought. He stroked the picture of Perseus Jackson's face. "You will be mine," he whispered softly, "and you will destroy Jason Grace."