Descent
or so Nick had called her, “As a deity, nothing else is unique about Proserpina other than being close to her divine father and being the patron goddess of the monster mercenaries.”
“Wait. She’s your patron goddess?” Harry blurted out.
“Sort of,” Nick shrugged casually, like this was already common knowledge, “She likes helping our cause, like a lot or I guess she just has a thing for hunting down monsters…” Those bright silver eyes gleamed, knowingly, “…especially vampires.”
That was all his mate was known for? A father's prized daughter, a patron goddess to the monster mercenaries and now–some sort of a notorious vampire hunter?
Somehow, the more he knows about her, his mate just keeps get