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Something long-repressed and never explored.
Passion and lust and desire—probably all the things Hades looked for in a burdened soul.
She flexed her fingers over the keyboard. She started to imagine what it would be like to kiss him with all this anger in her veins.
Stop! She commanded herself, biting down hard on her lip. This is ridiculous.
Hades is the enemy.
He is your enemy.
He only kissed her to bestow favor so she wouldn’t cause any chaos for him. More than likely, her near-death experience in the Underworld had taken him away from important things.
Like Minthe.
She rolled her eyes and focused on her screen again, reading the last line she’d typed.
If this is the god we are presented with in our life, what god will we meet upon our death? What hopes can we have of a happy afterlife?
Those words stung, and she knew she was probably being a little unfair. After touring part of the Underworld, it was clear Hades cared about his realm and those who occupied it. Why else would he go through the trouble of maintaining such a grand illusion?
Because it likely benefits him, she reminded herself. It’s obvious he likes pretty things, Persephone. Why wouldn’t he cultivate a pretty realm?
She was interrupted from her work when her desk phone rang. The sound scared her, and she jumped, quickly picking up the receiver to silence the sound.
“Persephone speaking,” she said. Her heart was still racing, and she took a deep breath to calm herself.
“Persephone, it’s Valerie. I think your mother is here?”
Her mother? Her racing heart fell into her stomach. What was Demeter doing here? She worried her lip for a moment—had Demeter found out about her visit to the Underworld over the weekend? She recalled her words in the Garden of the Gods—Need I remind you a condition of your time here was that you stay away from the gods? Especially Hades. She still hadn’t figured out how her mother knew she was at Nevernight, but she assumed the Goddess of Harvest probably had a spy among those at Hades’ club.
“I’ll be right up.” Persephone managed to keep her voice even.
It was easy to spot Demeter. She looked as close to her Divine form as possible, maintaining her sun-kissed glow and bright eyes. Today she wore a light pink sundress and white heels.
“My flower!” Demeter approached her with open arms, pulling Persephone into a hug.
“Mother.” Persephone pushed away. “What are you doing here?”
Demeter looked surprised. “It’s Monday.”
It took a moment for Persephone to realize that was Demeter’s answer, and then another moment to remember what Monday meant.
Oh no.
The color drained from Persephone’s face.
How could she have forgotten? Every Monday she and her mother had lunch, but with everything that had happened in the last few days, it completely slipped her mind.
“There is a lovely café down the street,” Demeter continued, but Persephone sensed the tightness in her voice. She knew Persephone had forgotten, and she didn’t like it. “I thought we might try it today. What do you think?”
Persephone thought that she didn’t want to be alone with her mother. Not to mention she had just gained the momentum needed to write this article about Hades. If she stopped now, she might not finish.
“Mother, I’m…so sorry.” Those words felt like glass coming out of her mouth. They were a lie, of course. She wasn’t sorry for what she was about to say. “I’m really busy today. Can we reschedule.”
Demeter blinked. “Reschedule?”
She said the word like she had never heard it before. Her mother hated when things didn’t go her way, and Persephone had never asked to reschedule. She’d always remembered lunch like she’d always remembered her mother’s rules—two things she’d ignored in the last week.
