His voice is beautiful and deep enough to make me shiver. It’s enough of a distraction that his words take a while to sink in. My eyes scan over his strong jaw and up past his cruel cheekbones to those pure white eyes. Shit, he’s a seer. Most people only remember that there’s a third goddess when they’re confronted with the evidence of Fate’s handiwork. I’m no different. The little gasp that escapes me is embarrassing, but I’ve got just enough presence of mind to remember my manners. “Thank you, Seer.” “Go!” He grabs my thighs and flings me off him. I can’t help glancing behind me at the
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