I’ve just had the shock of my life. Witches don’t usually know who fathered them, but mine is standing right in front of me in all of his blazing glory.
I’m not going anywhere without my boys–Karl, a polite yet powerful vampire. Luka, the werewolf with golden retriever energy and the kindest heart I’ve met. Quinn, a rare male warlock who keeps a falcon as his familiar. And Seth. The incubus who started all this when he bid on my virginity days after my birth.
I’ve spent my entire life running, and hiding what little powers I did manifest. But I can’t run from this, even if it seems impossible. There’s no way I’m related to him–Hades. God of the Underworld.
And he’s come for me.
