The Death King by Jovee Winters

Author:Jovee Winters [Winters, Jovee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JoveeWintersPublishing
Published: 2018-07-08T05:00:00+00:00

8

Thalassa

We walked in silence for hours, his massive back to me as he made certain to keep several clicks ahead of me. At times, he was naught but a pillar of black off in the distance.

I frowned, clenching my palms so hard that my nails drove into them.

How had this happened? Had I been wrong in my initial judgment of him? I’d seen the depravity and wickedness of the other lesser gods and had estimated them all the same. But in truth, when I thought on my days of studying the Olympians, I could never place Hades amongst them. In fact, he’d never been around any of them but Aphrodite, who also was conspicuously missing from their gatherings.

I clenched my jaw. I hated weakness, in myself most of all. And being wrong about anything galled me to the point of fury. My nails dug into my palms so hard that they bloomed with pain, but the pain brought clarity.

When I’d first seen him, I’d honestly thought him weak, a dupe and a fool for so easily losing control of the only weapon capable of bringing me down. Betraying him had been an easy thought, then. I knew he’d cared once for the other me, that weak and silly female who’d spoken such utter nonsense in his ears during the long, dark nights we’d once shared.

I had many of the same memories he did. I remembered making love to the god of death, of actually enjoying his repulsive touch. I grimaced, reminded of how I’d felt when his big, hard body had moved into my own. I had been anything but repulsed. I swallowed hard as my stomach trembled with a riot of razor-tipped butterfly wings.

But no man or woman could ever touch me. I was a virgin goddess. I was superior to the lusts of the flesh, never needing or wanting carnal pleasure. And the fact that the other me had allowed herself to become sullied by such a vile and abhorrent weakness had made me loathe her.

In the beginning of her life, she’d been powerful. She’d flooded countless planets and continents just to let those around her become aware of her great and mighty power. Fear was the emotion that had driven her and that she’d instilled in those around her. Power and respect came from making the weaker fear.

But then the hag had gone and grown soft, had become curious by the mating of mortals and desired that experience herself. By so doing, she’d grown weak and stupid. She’d allowed herself to become slave to a curse that should never have harmed her.

She’d been all-powerful, and then she’d allowed it all to slip away because of him.

Sneering, I looked up at the broad back of the male marching ahead of me and dug my nails in deeper, hissing as droplets of my blood landed with a sizzle at the ground by my feet, causing great pools of water to form and burst forth with life.

I had the power

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