Desiring Discord
I’ve pissed off both the goddess of magic and the king of hell himself.
Heaven help me.
Absolutely nothing about this adventure has gone to plan, and Hecate isn’t at all what I expected her to be. Learning that our kind, benevolent goddess is neither kind nor benevolent feels like finding out Santa Claus isn’t real, and I am so not here for this.
I’m literally not here for it, because the final member of the hunting party has whisked me away to Hecate knows where (I really hope she knows) and separated me from the demon I love.
My sisters will be summoning Discord to the earthly realm soon, and if I don’t get back to him before they do, I won’t just lose him forever. I’ll become Hell’s newest permanent resident.
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