“I’ve never heard of anything like that,” Athena murmured, her face growing pale underneath the warm lights. Not once did she take her eyes off Eirene.
Artemis shook her head. “It’s very rare, especially since the artifacts have been sealed away. But if we don’t hurry—”
“What do we do?” Kath asked, her panic being carefully honed into razor-sharp focus. “What does she need?”
The door opened before Artemis could answer. Behind it was a tall, dark-skinned woman with willowy features and a feral air about her that Kath was sure that she belonged to Artemis’ Huntresses. On her tail was a man wearing a white coat over a blue button-down and a pair of sturdy jeans. He looked warily at the gods assembled in the room, bowed, before the huntress who had brought him here left the room. He particu
