Chapter 67

“Love?” Hypnos repeated, alarmed both by his mother’s assumption and the terrifying look on her face.

Love? He didn’t think he loved Cassandra. Granted, she drove him crazy, and he hadn’t seen anyone like her. And the sex with her…Fuck, the sex was crazy. It drove him nuts,.. Her touch, her lips, her kisses, and that seductive look on her face when she called his name.

Hypnos.

Ah hell, he swore mentally, even now dressed in his black tunic. He was damned excited just thinking about her. His wings flapped excitedly behind him.

“Well, it is true that I desire her,” He grumbled when his mother’s eyes bored down fiercely on him, threatening to pulverize him to bits.

“Desire is an understatement,” Nyx hissed. “You think I do not have eyes?! I have seen you slake your lust on that mortal, eager to take, ready to plunder. You have gone mad about her!”

“Lust isn’t enough to conclude that I love Cassandra!” He yelled. “What I feel for Cassandra isn’t what