Devil May Cry

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Authors: Sherrilyn Kenyon
let me up.”
    But as Kat focused her eyes, she realized that she wasn’t at home and Satara wasn’t there, laughing at her.
    Rather, there was a man, glaring his hatred at her. Again.
    She let out a sound of deep aggravation. “What is your damage?”
    â€œSimple. I want my powers back.”
    Of course he did. What god wouldn’t want his powers back? But Lucifer’s hell would freeze solid before she ever allowed a psycho like this to have even an inkling of power. “Yeah, well, tough shit.”
    He curled his lip. “Don’t fuck with me, Artemis. I’m not in the mood.”
    â€œAnd neither am I, dumb-ass. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m not Artemis.”
    Sin paused at her words and took a closer look at her. There were small things about her that were different. But the woman held the same green eyes. The same facial features. She was Artemis. He could feel the power emanating from her. “Don’t lie, bitch.”
    She kicked at him, but he sidestepped it. “Don’t you dare call me that, dickhead. I don’t take that from anyone, least of all someone like you.”
    â€œGive me my powers and I’ll gladly free you.” And he meant that. Once he got his powers returned, he’d kill her and then she’d be free.
    â€œLook, Brick Wall, I can’t give you what I don’t have. I. Am. Not. Artemis.” She clipped each word as she spoke it.
    He leaned over her so that she could see just how much contempt he held for her and her feigned conviction. “Yeah, right. Do you think I could ever forget the face that has haunted me for three thousand years? The face of the woman whose throat I want to cut?”
    She literally snarled at him like a wild beast. “Get it through your head. I’m not Artemis.”
    â€œThen who are you?”
    â€œMy name is Kat Agrotera.”
    It was his turn to scoff. “Agrotera, huh?” He grabbed the netting over her chest and pulled her up so that they were eye to eye. “Nice try, Artemis. Agrotera means ‘huntress.’ Did you think I’d forget it was one of the names your followers applied to you?”
    She struggled against his hold. “It’s also the epithet that’s used by Artemis’s kori —that would be me, you moron.”
    He laughed in her face. “You’re one of Artemis’s servants? How stupid do you think me? You fooled me once, but not twice.”
    Kat let out a long breath as frustration consumed her. She actually had the powers to break out of the netting. But if she did that, she’d give him a really big tip on how much power she had and who she really was. That was knowledge a creature like this didn’t need to have.
    No, it was better to make him think she was powerless and without consequence. “Believe it or not, I am.”
    He released her to fall back on the sofa before he gave her a repugnant glare. “Uh-huh. Artemis would never allow a kori near her who was her height. Nor one who had her eye color. She’s too vain for that. You’re too vain.”
    â€œIf you want to be technical, I’m taller than she is. Didn’t you remember that part?”
    Sin hesitated. Honestly, he couldn’t recall Artemis’s exact height—it’d been too long since he’d last seen her. All he remembered was that she’d been over six feet tall. “I stand by what I said. Artemis would never allow a kori in her temple taller than her.”
    â€œNews flash: She’s mellowed with age.”
    Yeah, right. “Sure you have … just like me.”
    The woman leaned her head back and let out an irritated growl. “Look, you seem to have issues I don’t want to even begin to know about. Let me go and we’ll both forget this ever happened. If you don’t, you’re going to be real sorry.”
    He scoffed. “Not this time, Artemis. You’re the one

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