A Game of Retribution (Hades Saga, #2)

by Scarlett St. Clair

“You followed me today, didn’t you?” “Why would you think that?” he asked, especially since he hadn’t, but he was curious about her reasoning. “You insisted Antoni take me to work this morning, most likely because you already knew what the media was reporting.” “I didn’t want to worry you.” And while he had assumed she would be under the scrutiny of both the media and the public at large, he had to admit that he hadn’t expected the crowd that had gathered today, but it appeared the public did not yet connect their fear of him to Persephone. “So you let me walk into a mob?” “Did you walk into that mob?” he asked, knowing better. “You were there! I thought we agreed. No invisibility.” “I wasn’t,” he said. “Hermes was.” Her eyes flashed with a note of frustration and then dread as Hades spoke. “You could always teleport, or I can provide an aeg—” “I don’t want an aegis. I’d rather not use magic, not…in the Upperworld.” “Unless you’re exacting revenge?” He raised a brow, knowing full well she had no trouble turning Adonis’s limbs into vines and Minthe into a mint plant. “That’s not fair. You know my magic has become more and more unpredictable. And I’m not eager to be exposed as a goddess.” “Goddess or not, you are my lover.”