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legs, I’m pretty much set. I don’t have to try very hard to look sexy. In fact, if I do, I end up looking more obscene than hot. Currently, I’m borderline.
    Ana comes up behind me with a firm smack to my ass. “Looking good, Seduction. The others are almost ready, just finishing with the hair spray. Good thing human drugs don’t affect us, or all the fumes in here would have us flying high as a kite. Lyssa and Dysnomia decided it would be best to go ‘big hair.’”
    Nemesis blows her whistle. “Come on, everyone! If you’re all done stuffing your bras, get in a single-file line!”
    “Who died and made her our boss?” Apate asks with scorn.
    I can’t help but roll my eyes. “Don’t you remember? We voted.”
    Nemesis can be kind of a major boner kill, but she has her place. She pretty much stands for the balance in the world. All of those fuckers who have really good luck? Yeah, she takes them down a notch. Basically, she’s in charge of retribution for wrongdoing and crazy good luck. She’s got quite the look going for her, with long black hair, black eyes, and black wings that sprout from her back. Right now they’re under a layer of skin, looking like a pretty graphic tattoo. It reminds me of my protective skin.
    “We did vote for her, didn’t we? Who did she run against, anyway?” Apate asks.
    “No one. No one else wanted to be in charge of all of us. Good God, I’m surprised we got anyone to volunteer, let alone actually take the job seriously. I, for one, am grateful. She’s the only one who can get Aergia to do anything,” I tell her, eyes going to the daimon of laziness and her rumpled white dress that often doubles as a nightgown.
    Apate follows my eyes. “We really need to go shopping. It does nothing for us to be seen with someone who looks like that more often than not.”
    “Girls, try to be on your best behavior,” Nemesis chides us all. “You know why we’re here. If we can’t get this done within the next century, we won’t get any other chances. Focus on the goal, and let me know if you make any progress.”
    The Olympians thought they were sending us to be their errand girls. They’re clueless about our real purpose for coming here. One day soon, we won’t need them or anyone else. We’ll be powerful in our own right. Unfortunately, I’m no closer to breaking the boundaries on my magic.
    “Until then, let’s enjoy ourselves.” Ana laughs before leading our group down to the singing and drinking.
    “Aunt Enyo! Father sent us to make sure you’re doing well,” the daimon Deimos materializes and shouts out from across the crowded room.
    His twin, Phobos, is there a half-second later. “It’s true; he was ever so sorry to miss your send-off.”
    “It’s so disturbing to hear anyone call Ares ‘father.’ Though, I guess the alternative of ‘daddy’ is really no better,” Apate says with a grimace.
    I groan aloud, looking out at the room, where the shifters are watching in avid interest. I suppose it’s not every day that two large, identical men show up out of nowhere. I just wish it wasn’t them. Deimos is pure dread, literally, and Phobos is panic. I guess they’re pretty enough, with short black hair and black eyes rimmed in red.
    The only thing is … they’re my brothers. Well, half brothers. They never had much to do with our mother, Aphrodite. Not that I can blame her, but Mother really does get around. I have more siblings then I care to bother remembering. Practically everyone in Olympus is related in some way, so we base relationships more on interests than actual blood. I never really got to know any of them, until I realized they were close with Enyo.
    “Really? How is my dear brother?” Enyo smiles at Deimos and Phobos.
    “He’s been bored lately. He’s been mortal bound for the last few years, on vacation from Olympus. He’s been heading a biker gang,” Phobos explains.
    “Wow,” Apate whispers to me with a laugh. “Is it sad that I