Sentinel by Jennifer L. Armentrout5/9/2023 ![]() ![]() And you’re right, he did kick my ass every which way from Sunday, but I know that no one is safe if he succeeds. “I don’t know,” I said, and again, the mass quieted. There were several shouts of disagreement, and all were from the Sentinels and Guards-soldiers who would never leave their posts. “We let the fear of falling in battle lead us into surrendering? Is that how a Sentinel or Guard behaves?” “So we do nothing?” asked Val from the side of the dais. ![]() “Ares is the God of War, not the God of Treaties.” “Maybe we can reach some sort of agreement with him,” suggested an older pure. If you can’t defeat him, how can any of our Sentinels or Guards do anything?” Swallowing hard, I struggled to ignore the now-familiar anxiety rising within me. One of the Sentinels in the back spoke up. ![]() Some stared back in disbelief, others wore masks of fear. ![]()
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