Emily and her winged horse, face an ancient challenge of Olympic proportions in this fourth book of the exciting Pegasus series. A deadly plague has struck Olympus. While the Olympians fade one by one, Emily’s heart breaks as she watches, particularly when Pegasus begins to slip away. Determined to save him, she embarks on an investigation that takes her back in time to the origins of Olympus and to the deadly battle between the Olympians and the Titans. In the present, she must face the force of the CRU. In the past, she must confront Cronus, the father of the gods and leader of the Titans, who is intent on destroying his offspring. When Emily encounters the full power of the flame and a discovery that could change the face of history, will she make the right decisions? And in the race against time to save Pegasus, will Olympus find its true hero? Kate O’Hearn was born in Canada, raised in New York City, and has traveled all over the United States. She currently resides in England. Kate is the author of the Pegasus series, the Shadow Dragon series, the Titans series, the Valkyrie series, and the Atlantis series. Visit her at KateOHearn.com. Origins of Olympus 1 THE LIGHT OF THE SOLAR stream pulsed and flashed as she tore through it as fast as she could. She had to get home! But the faster she traveled, the longer the journey became. Obstacles blocked her path, slowed her down. Other worlds called to her. Unseen hands reached for her and pulled her down. “No!” she screamed. “I have to go back before it’s too late. Leave me alone!” Breaking free of their grip, she raced through the Solar Stream until at last she made it home. She arrived in the temple and hurtled along its long stone corridors. Her heart roared and her terror grew as she felt the others gathering far from the temple. They were drawing together and merging their powers. She had to reach them. Join them. She couldn’t be left behind. She emerged from the stone temple and dashed into the dense green jungle. She put on more speed as she moved along paths as old as time itself, rushing past the great ­statues of her people and dodging around the massive trees. This was her home. Her sanctuary. Her world. But they were all about to leave it. To go on. They had said they would try to wait for her. But when the stars aligned, they would go with or without her. “Please don’t let me be too late . . . ,” she begged. “Please! Please!” Emily’s cry woke her from the terrifying dream, and she felt a warm tongue on her cheek. She looked up and saw the magnificent winged stallion, ­Pegasus, standing at the side of her bed. He was glowing brightly as he stared down at her and nickered softly. Emily’s face was hot and flushed, and she was panting heavily as if she’d been in a race. “I’m okay, Pegs,” she said quietly as she looked up into his large, concerned eyes. Pegasus nickered again and pressed his face to hers. “Em!” Her father raced into the room. “What’s wrong? You were shouting and crying.” She was shaking all over. “It’s just a dream,” she said. “Ever since we got back from Area 51, I’ve had the same dream over and over again. It’s like I’m someone else and trying to get home before something huge happens. I’m so scared that I’m going to miss it. But as I go through the Solar Stream, things I can’t see block my path and something tries to hold me back.” She looked up into his caring face. “What does it mean?” Emily’s father sat on the bed and pulled her into a tight embrace. “I don’t know, honey. They say dreams come from our subconscious as it tries to work something out.” “Like what?” Emily asked. “I’m not sure. But you’ve been through so much lately. Maybe your mind is trying to digest everything that’s happened. Look at how our life has changed. We live here on Olympus, and you’ve got so many powers now. I know they scare you. Maybe that’s the cause of your nightmares.” “Not nightmares,” Emily corrected. “Nightmare. It’s always the same. I’m desperate to get home to some kind of gathering. But I always wake up before I make it there.” “Home?” he asked. “You mean New York? Do you want to go back?” Emily frowned and shook her head. “No, not New York, and it’s not Olympus, either. It’s a strange place with jungle all around. I’m in a complicated stone temple surrounded by tall statues.” Pegasus snorted loudly and shook his head. He stepped closer to Emily and stared at her intently. As she gazed deep into his warm brown eyes, Emily saw a vision of a jungle world filled with tall stone ­statues. “That’s the jungle! Have you been dreaming of it too?” The strong white stallion shook his head again, pawed the floor, and whinnied several times. He turned his head to the door. Then he nudged Emily’s father and turned to the door again. “What is it?” her father asked. “What are you trying to tell me?” “He wants you to go somewhere,” Emily explained. “This time of night?” After several more failed attempts t