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the entire space of the enormous bedroom. Purple curtains, purple walls, purple loungers in the sitting area…hell, even the bedspread they were sitting on was a nauseatingly bright purple. He was willing to bet the sheets were the same repugnant color.
    “It’s not purple,” Athena said in annoyed tone. “The curtains are mulberry. The carpet is violet and so is the furniture. The carpet is thistle.”
    “They’re all purple, Princess,” Hunter answered, amused at her explanation.
    “Purple is so common. These are specific tints. I picked them out and coordinated the items myself,” she answered defensively.
    “So that’s what you do in your spare time? Decorate this mausoleum in ugly colors?” Hunter asked just to provoke her, beginning to get a kick out of her rationalizations and the flash of red in her eyes when she was irritated. He turned his head just to see what he already knew would be her passionate response.
    He wasn’t disappointed. She looked entirely peeved by his words, her eyes flashing briefly to red before returning to icy blue.
    “What would you do if you were literally a prisoner for thousands of years inside a house this large that’s in a different dimension that nobody knows exists?” she asked irately. “A goddess does what she can to entertain herself. And I happen to be an excellent decorator.” She shot him a furious look before looking straight ahead again, ignoring him.
    “I think I’d downsize,” Hunter answered in an amused voice.
    Shortly after, he started to feel her pain, the agony of thousands of years of isolation and emptiness pressing on his chest. It was only then that he began to realize how very alone she’d been for so long. “Thousands of years?”
    She ignored him.
    “How many thousands of years?” he persisted, calculating how long it should be that she’d been imprisoned here. It should have been a few thousand years judging by the beginning of the Sentinel’s existence, but he saw something different in her thoughts.
    “A lot,” she finally answered reluctantly. “Time passes differently in this dimension. One week here is only a day in the human realm.”
    Holy shit! A few thousand years was bad…but spending seven times that amount of time here alone was almost unthinkable. Hunter isolated himself by choice, because his main goal was to kill Evils. But he’d still had his family for most of his human life, even if they had thought he wasn’t right in the head. And now he had Zach, Drew, and Kristoff. “You were lonely for all those years,” he suggested huskily.
    “Of course I wasn’t lonely. I chose this life for myself when I created the Sentinels. I was simply bored.” She tilted a stubborn chin as she continued to stare at the purple wall on the other side of the room, avoiding eye contact.
    She was lying. Hunter could sense her profound loneliness, read it in her thoughts. “You can never be free?”
    “Only if I fade from existence and enter the Elysian Fields, or you decide to bond me to you as your radiant ,” she answered flatly. “I’ve never been able to leave this house, even to wander outside, without pain since I was sent here after creating the first Sentinel—Kristoff.”
    Not just pain…excruciating, agonizing physical and mental pain that would keep any being on Earth inside this prison to avoid experiencing it. Hunter saw mental images of Athena trying to step outside only to be broadsided by the penalty of leaving the confines of the mansion. And she’d stubbornly tried over and over again. The punishment he’d received for wasting Evils without provocation was nothing compared to what Athena suffered if she tried to leave the front step of her house.
    “So if we mate?” Hunter questioned hoarsely.
    “I’ll be free to leave. I’ll regain my power and help in the fight to regain the balance between the Sentinels and Evils. It’s the only way, Hunter. You and I are part of the puzzle to regain stasis. The