C7 Chapter 7.

THALIA'S P.O.V

I could feel the blood in my veins pump faster as the familiar sight of the camp came into view. I was itching for a fight but I was also preparing myself for the inevitable confrontation which I'd have with my father.

Pulling up to the building which I once lived in, I turn off the engine of my bike, bracing myself as I get off and head into the house. Slamming the door open