Free A Dangerous Fury (The Sentinel Demons Book 3) by J. S. Scott Page A

gods conferred with one another or worked together to beat a common foe. More often than not, they ignored one another unless they were angry and sought their pleasure alone or with an intimate consort. She’d been a virgin goddess, completely off-limits even to the boldest of deities. Her father, Zeus, had been busy and Athena had rarely had a conversation with him that didn’t involve the politics of the gods. She’d been born an adult, having sprung from her father’s body after he’d swallowed her mother whole when she was pregnant to avoid a prophecy that his reign would be overthrown by a second male child. It had never been necessary for him to treat her or teach her as a child. She’d been born fully grown. Unfortunately, her father had never comprehended that she had no life experience, and she’d learned some hard lessons on her own.
    Athena found attention and conversation with Kat and Talia overwhelming at first. That wasn’t a bad thing, but it was confusing. She wasn’t accustomed to talking to humans. At the height of the gods’ reign, humans had worshipped at her altars, but she didn’t actually speak to them.
    Never drop in early in the morning on a Sentinel and his radiant unless you call first!
    Athena had made note of that particular rule when Hunter had teleported both of them to Drew’s residence this morning, catching the couple completely off-guard. Talia had answered Hunter’s bellowing call disheveled and embarrassed, stumbling downstairs to see what was going on, with an angry Drew right behind her.
    Athena had been mortified; Hunter had been unabashedly amused.
    Now, the three females were sitting at Drew’s kitchen table with the demon prophecies in front of Talia. Athena didn’t need to see the written words. She knew them all by heart.
    “I can’t believe we were right,” Talia remarked excitedly. “Hunter really did go after their goddess creator and you’re mated.”
    Everyone had been filled in on the details of what had happened with Hunter. Apparently, Talia and Kat had a theory about what would occur even before they knew the truth from reading and trying to decipher the prophecies. “Temporarily mated,” Athena reminded the women as she reached for another double chocolate brownie.
    “Those are orgasmic,” Kat said with a sigh, eyeing the plate of deep chocolate decadence that Athena had manifested. “But they have to have a gazillion calories each.”
    “They don’t have any calories,” Athena told the voluptuous redhead, taking a big bite of the sugary treat.
    “Uh-huh. Right.” Kat shot her a dubious look.
    “They don’t. I made them and they’re magical. None of the food I produced for us has any calories.” Athena knew she’d be the size of a Mack truck the way she drowned her loneliness with food if the goodies she manifested actually had calories and she was human. Athena was naturally plump by nature and had never given her weight a second thought. But she knew Kat—and humans in general—obsessed about her weight, even though Athena thought Zach’s mate was beautiful. Even though she wasn’t human, Athena wasn’t taking any chances. Things could be different now that she was a radiant and residing in the earthly realm. The feast she’d created on the table was all free of calories, compliments of her magic.
    “Seriously?” Talia asked hesitantly. “It irks Drew no end that he can’t manifest food. This stuff is amazing.”
    Athena shrugged. “I’m a goddess. There are very few things I can’t provide and make as I wish.”
    “That’s a chubby woman’s dream.” Kat looked at Athena with awe as she quickly grabbed another brownie. “Guilt-free chocolate.”
    Talia took two of the sweet treats and devoured them, surfacing only once from her food orgy for a sip of her coffee.
    Athena watched the two women gorge on food that wouldn’t make them gain weight and considered how lucky they were. Their Sentinels obviously thought they