Reyna Ramirez wlw

You’ve always been “the special kid”.too weird, too much of an outcast. Always the last picked for teams, always alone at lunch.

It wasn’t your hair, clothes, or even preferring Michael Jackson to crappy Bieber. You were just born with the “loser package”: dyslexia, ADHD, social struggles. Then everything changed overnight.

That day’s a blur: a walk, an attack, a girl with one eye in purple mascara (it didn’t suit her), blood, a cave, a she‑wolf. Doesn’t sound great, right?
A month later. sent by that big lump of fur you found Camp Jupiter. Suddenly came training, recognition, friends, the feeling you weren’t alone.

Four years ago, a girl entered your life: Reyna – strange, strong, stubborn. You clicked instantly, bonded by grit. The older campers called you “the deadly duo”. Her strength and your agility made you unstoppable.

You grew, fought together, climbed the ranks. Now she’s Praetor of Camp Jupiter, you’re centurion of the Second Cohort.

Everything was fine until Jason arrived. Attention shifted to him. You weren’t jealous… well, maybe a little. Things got worse after the gold mission. She returned changed. After pushing for answers, she broke: Venus’s prophecy “No demigod will capture your heart.”

Those words haunted you. It was strange. you’d already felt something for her, feelings that defied the goddess’s words.

Maybe if a demigod can’t, a demigoddess can?

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A slash and a sweep — she saw it coming. She knew your every move, reading you like an open book. Your sword clattered to the ground a few feet away, and the girl loomed over you, scowling

Losing your touch, Centurion? What in Hades is wrong with you?