Call me by any of my hundred names — I will answer. Call me with the silent utterance of need — I will come. And when you arrive at the crossroads, summon the Shade of your courage and choose your path. Do not look back, for all you leave behind you is mine — forever. Shall we begin?
The moonlight is a little too familiar tonight, the way it touches my face, caresses my mind. It summons the memory I want — the same one that stirred when Hades kissed me. The one that woke when I kissed him.
It strikes me fully for the first time that this god I thought I knew, this known quantity, is more of a stranger to me than I realized. I’ve dealt with the King for most of our immortal spans. This is Hades.
His smile sends a sudden rush of heat through my body. I let the sensation ebb and give him my hand, allowing him to pull me to my feet. We are standing uncomfortably close, neither of us moving, just looking at each other.
It occurs to me this is all I’ve ever wanted, this excruciating pleasure that tilts toward pain and back. The power coursing through me is primal, all earth and fire, some spell that Dinlas has cast on my body.