TWENTY-FIVE
TWENTY-FIVE NARROWING HER EYES, she glared. “Does anyone ever fall for that? Anyone ever buy the s**t you spout like it’s genuinely in their interest?” “You’re important to Olympus.” Pushing to the edge of the couch, she slammed her glass onto the table. “Why?” she demanded. “What the hell am I so special for? Are you honestly telling me that in all the decades Olympus has been in operation, no operative has ever conceived a child?” “It’s something that would always be taken care of.” Just the ease with which he said that sent a chill up her spine. “You don’t seriously mean that.” “A lot of Olympus procedures were still in their infancy when Hera fell pregnant,” he said. That was a name she hadn’t heard before. “Kaiya Canon, Ares’s mother.” Yes, she knew his last name, though Zeus w
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