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closer to him, a curious frown upon her face. “Are you the one who has been
    watching me?”
    It was his turn to frown. He hadn’t been aware that she was conscious of his presence.
    “You are, aren’t you?”
    He shifted uncomfortably. What could he say? Yes, I’ve been lurking in the forest waiting to ravish you, Persephone. Name’s Hades. His actions were creepy enough without adding to them.
    “Do you live in the forest?” she asked.
    “No.”
    “Are you a mortal or a god?”
    “Immortal.”
    “You’re a god then!”
    He wasn’t about to correct her misconception. He was a god. But he was also a daemon. And that would scare her.
    She stopped before him and pushed back the wealth of golden-red hair. He yearned to brush his fingers through that hair. To hold it in his hands as he kissed those rose-colored lips.
    “Do you live on Mount Olympus?”
    He couldn’t stop himself from smiling. “I have no home yet. But Zeus has promised me my
    own kingdom for defeating the Titans.”
    Her bold gaze studied him with an open curiosity that should’ve bothered him but didn’t.
    There was nothing sexual in her indigo eyes as they traveled the length of him, making him feel naked despite his tunic and heavy ebony cloak. He felt his arousal hardening beneath the
    thorough perusal of his body.
    He needed to leave now or he would do that which he vowed not to. He would bury himself
    in her and damn the consequences. And he refused to destroy her out of a selfish desire to bed a woman. He would leave and think no more of her.
    She stood so close to him he could smell the soap she used in her hair. Honey and lavender.
    “Did you accomplish your task? Are the Titans finally defeated?”
    He cleared his throat so he wouldn’t sound as aroused as he felt. “I did. I hid their weapons.”
    “How?”
    The question was easy enough, but startling since no one had thought to ask and he really didn’t know how to answer. “Magic,” he said. “Do you know what magic is?”
    “Of course, I do. I’m not a child. My mother is one of the Olympian goddesses.”
    “Is she?”
    “Yes. Her name’s Demeter. Have you met her?”
    He shook his head. “I know Zeus and Poseidon. I've met a few of the other gods and two
    goddesses. I think I would remember your mother if she were as beautiful as you.”
    Her gaze dropped and her dark, long lashes rested on her cheeks. A rosy blush stained her cheeks. “She’s very beautiful. I think I reminded her of my father though.”
    “And he is?”
    She shrugged. “Unimportant. I’ve never met him. Are you a male god?”
    He couldn’t help it. He burst into laughter. “What kind of question is that?”
    The infinitesimal tightening of her jaw and rise of her head told him this was no coy game.
    She was serious. And he’d offended her.
    He sobered immediately. “I’m sorry—”
    “I haven’t seen one of your kind before,” she interrupted. “The nymphs often speak of men.”
    She looked away, a hint of red in her cheeks. “They tell me stories.”
    He grinned at her honest reply. He could imagine the stories the nymphs would tell her. He doubted her mother would approve. Of course, she surely wouldn’t approve of her talking to him.
    “Yes, I am a man.”
    “What’s your name?”
    “Hades.”
    The smile lit her entire face. “Hades.” He loved the sound of his name on her lips. “I’ve heard of you.”
    He drew back, not physically, but mentally and emotionally. Surely those stories couldn’t be good ones. There was little in his life to be proud of. “Oh?”
    “Yes. Zeus and Poseidon went to retrieve you from the Underworld, so you could end the
    war.”
    He waited for the rest but it never came. “That’s all?”
    She shrugged. “People don’t tell me much. What did you do to Coronus?”
    It was refreshing for someone to hear his name and not flee, or in the case of the nymphs, try and bed him. Though he was sure, in time, she would come to fear him. Everyone