As if Sin gave a shit what she was or wasn't happy about. "Once I have my powers back, it won't matter. She'll be in no position to hurt either of us."
"And how are you going to do that?"
Sin had no idea. He honestly wasn't sure how she'd gotten them to begin with. After she'd given him nectar to drink in her temple, things had gotten fuzzy and he wasn't completely sure what all she'd done to him. His belief was that Artemis had sucked his powers out of him by drinking his blood. Personally, he didn't want to drink her blood-there was no telling what diseases the bitch might carry: rabies, distemper, parvo... But if it would reinstate him, he'd do it.
First he had to find out from her if a blood exchange would work.
He glared at his servant. "Don't you have something to do?"
"If not for the fact it would result in your breaking every bone in my body and making me cry for mommy, I'd be calling some cops. As it stands, I think my neck is best served by trying to talk sense into you."
Sin clenched his teeth. "Kish, if you value your life, get out of here and stay out of here."
But the instant Kish took a step back, a feeling of dread consumed Sin. Kish was too panicked and when panicked people always did incredibly stupid things-like call the cops on an immortal who didn't want to even begin to try and explain why he was holding a woman on his couch in a net.
Or worse, call Acheron who would freak on Sin if he ever learned about this.
So Sin froze him in place.
He stared at Kish's statue with satisfaction. "Yeah, you chill and let me worry about this."
It was for the best and it would keep him from having to kill Kish later. And while he was at it, he sealed his door so that no one else could disturb him.
Kat came awake with her arm aching. She tried to shift her weight off it, only to learn that she couldn't. A feather-light netting covered her. Unfortunately, it was a netting she knew all too well.
Artemis's diktyon.
Disgust consumed Kat over a prank that had grown old centuries ago when another of Artemis's handmaidens had thought trapping her like this was entertaining. Wouldn't the woman ever learn that Kat didn't find this funny?
"All right, Satara, stop with the stupid games and let me up."
But as Kat focused her eyes, she realized that she wasn't at home and Satara wasn't there, laughing at her.
Rather, there was a man, glaring his hatred at her. Again.
She let out a sound of deep aggravation. "What is your damage?"
"Simple. I want my powers back."
Of course he did. What god wouldn't want his powers back? But Lucifer's hell would freeze solid before she ever allowed a psycho like this to have even an inkling of power. "Yeah, well, tough shit."
He curled his lip. "Don't fuck with me, Artemis. I'm not in the mood."
"And neither am I, dumb-ass. In case you haven't noticed, I'm not Artemis."
Sin paused at her words and took a closer look at her. There were small things about her that were different. But the woman held the same green eyes. The same facial features. She was Artemis. He could feel the power emanating from her. "Don't lie, bitch."
She kicked at him, but he sidestepped it. "Don't you dare call me that, dickhead. I don't take that from anyone, least of all someone like you."
"Give me my powers and I'll gladly free you." And he meant that. Once he got his powers returned, he'd kill her and then she'd be free.
"Look, Brick Wall, I can't give you what I don't have. I. Am. Not. Artemis." She clipped each word as she spoke it.
He leaned over her so that she could see just how much contempt he held for her and her feigned conviction. "Yeah, right. Do you think I could ever forget the face that has haunted me for three thousand years? The face of the woman whose throat I want to cut?"
She literally snarled at him like a wild beast, "Get it through your head. I'm not Artemis."
"Then who are you?"