whoâs going to regret this. I want my powers back that you stole from me. You tricked my ass and then you stripped everything from me except my life, and you damn near took that.â
Kat went rigid as his words pricked a deeply buried memory inside her. But it was fuzzy and fleeting, and she couldnât get a good handle on it, so she defaulted to what she remembered of the event.
âYou were going to kill Artemis. She said you hated her ⦠that youâd broken into her temple and tried to rape her andââ The words stopped as she realized the lie Artemis had told. How could a god from another pantheon have gotten into Artemisâs temple on Olympus without an invitation?
It was something that hadnât dawned on Kat back then. Sheâd been too young and too afraid that he would hurt or kill Artemis. Back then, many of the gods had been at war with one another and those who policed them had been on hiatus. There had been many threats made against Artemis and several close calls.
But one thing would have been impossible. An outside god couldnât enter the domain of another without invitation.
Oh gods, it was another half-truth.â¦
He screwed his face up at her. âWhat are you talking about? Have you lost your mind?â
âNo,â Kat said as a wave of guilt consumed her. âIâm not Artemis. Let me go.â
âNot until I have my powers back.â
This was getting annoying.⦠âAnd for the last time, I canât give you what I donât have.â
âThen youâre going to stay in that net until eternity comes to pass.â
She growled at him, âWell, thatâs really intelligent, isnât it? What are you going to do? Put drinks on me or just use me as a conversation piece whenever friends come over? And letâs not even think about whatâs going to happen when I need to use the restroom, shall we? I hope you have a standing order at Sofa Express.â
Sin wasnât sure if he should be entertained or appalled by her outburst. He had to give her credit, though; she certainly had a way with imagery. âWell, arenât you a wealth of sarcasm?â
âOh, just wait. I havenât even started.â She winced as she jostled her arm and pain shot through her shoulder.
Sin felt a prick of conscience over that and he hated himself for it. Let her suffer. What was it to him? Yet the part of himself that he despised mostâthe part that was still compassionateâbegged him to help her.
But she was right. Her staying in that netting wasnât going to do either one of them any good. âLook, Artemis, or, assuming this isnât another of your lies and tricks, Kat, I have to have my powers back. Itâs imperative.â
âSure it is. You just want them back so that you can kill Artemis and take revenge on her.â
âIâm not going to lie and say thatâs not true. It is. I want her dead in a way unimaginable. But I have bigger problems right now. And you just met one of them on that backstreet in New York.â
Kat paused as she thought back to the creature sheâd been fighting. Itâd been scary all right. âI assume you mean that ⦠thing that attacked me.â
âYes. The gallu demons are running rampant now and the Dimme are about to go free and Iâm the only person alive who can push them back. If I donât have my powers to fight them, the world is going to end. You remember what happened to Atlantis? This is going to make that look like fun and games.â
âNo offense, old man, Atlantis was destroyed before I was born, so I donât remember squat about it.â
But she did know the stories of how the continent sank.
She sat still for a moment, thinking. She knew Artemis wasnât trustworthy. But she didnât know if the same was true of Sin. Was he feeding her a line or was there truth to what he said? âWhat