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her to understand, but he had no problem with Damien or any of the others
    who worked for him. They were men and women whose lives had been ruined because of a Greek god's
    anger. To him, they were kindred sprits. Apollo had cursed the Apollite race because some distant
    ancestor had killed the Greek god's mistress and child. While tragic, it should never have led to Apollo's
    cursing anyone born of their race to die painfully at age twenty-seven. The god had also banned them
    from daylight and had forced them to live only on the blood of one another. It was harsh and unbecoming
    of a god who should have had more compassion for the race he'd created, then turned his back on.
    Besides, what Damien said was true. Neither he nor any of the others who worked here preyed on
    the souls of decent humans. They only destroyed the souls of people who deserved to die. And the gods
    knew there were many humans in this world who needed annihilation and it was only fitting they become
    victims of a noble predator. That, for once, fate handed to them a just sentence.
    Sin smiled at Kat. "Yeah, but he's incredibly honest. Since he took over, no one tries to cheat me
    anymore. If they do, he eats them."
    She grimaced at Sin's words. "Oh, you're both disgusting."
    Damien made a noise of deep aggravation. "You know, I really resent the fact that you judge me
    based on one unfortunate fact. Honestly, I'm not a bad guy."
    She wasn't buying it. "You eat people's souls. How can you not be bad?"
    "Trust me, these aren't people you want reincarnated. The guy I ate yesterday was a wife-abusing
    hit man. Good, strong soul... rotten human being."
    Sin had to force himself not to laugh when it was obvious Kat wasn't amused. But he knew for a
    fact that Damien was right. He only took the lives of those who deserved to die, and so long as he did,
    Sin had no problem with him.
    Kat shook her head. "And if you eat enough of those souls, they begin to corrupt you until you
    become one of them. Everyone knows that."
    Damien scoffed. "Only if you're stupid. I'm two hundred years old and I haven't turned yet. You
    just have to learn to hum a lot so you don't hear their bullshit echoing in your head. It gets really loud and
    ugly the closer to final death they go. But then you eat a new soul and it usually finishes off the old one, so
    there's no real danger of turning evil yourself."
    She tried again to shrug off Sin's hold. "You disgust me."
    Damien took it in stride. "Like you don't have any revolting habits."
    "I don't eat people."
    "Technically, I don't, either. I only swallow their souls. Which, I might add, you should try
    someday... Finger-lickin' good."
    She let out a shriek before she lunged again.
    Sin wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her up from the floor, which was a really stupid
    move, since she then proceeded to kick him in the legs. "Why don't you go back downstairs, Damien? I'll
    call you when I have a minute."
    "Sure, boss."
    Sin waited until the door was safely shut before he released Kat. She turned on him with her
    nostrils flared and her green eyes snapping fury. "Don't you ever keep me from teleporting again."
    "Why not? You did it to me."
    Kat calmed a degree as she realized he was right. She'd done that to him. Funny, it hadn't seemed
    like a personal invasion until it'd happened to her. No wonder he'd been so angry in Kalosis. But that
    didn't change the fact that he was in the wrong where the Daimon was concerned.
    "How can you condone what that man does to stay alive?"
    "Me? I'm not the one whose uncle went wild on an entire innocent race. If not for Apollo and his
    condemnation and curse, none of the Daimons would even exist."
    "They killed his son and his mistress," she said as if that warranted the god's unreasonable anger.
    "Three soldiers killed his son and mistress," Sin reminded her. "The rest of them were completely
    innocent. How many of the Apollites did Apollo kill as children the day he went wild on them? Does