Pandora's Mistake (Fate of Eros #0) (The Fate of Eros Series) by E.B. Black Page A

taken that away from them as well.
    Humans worried about what lay in their future. Before, they were able to see the consequences of their actions, but now they were frightened by the unknown. It was a giant blank slate of possibilities in their heads.
    He had already seen men ganging up on one another to beat each other into bloody masses. They did it for a leg of lamb because no one was certain that there would be food for them tomorrow. They fought for everything that was available today. They felt no security for tomorrow. Prometheus knew he'd have to do something drastic to fix it.
    Two hands covered his eyes. Everything went black as he felt a pair of breasts press against his back.
    "Guess who?" three husky female voices whispered in his ear. Her breath was warm.
    He pulled the feminine hands off and turned to face Hecate. He gazed into her eyes and saw love. She was holding a torch. In this form, her body looked athletic and slender. Her eyes glowed with life and stamina. She could go all night and that might be just what he needed. He grabbed her by the hair and crushed her lips against his. Their lips caressed each other as Prometheus moaned with desire.
    The dogs that had been following Hecate and hiding in the shadows growled at the two of them. Hecate snapped her fingers, which they knew was the signal for them to be quiet.
    Soon, Hecate and Prometheus were gasping for breath. Their passion made their hearts pound as if they were running a race.
    Hecate pulled away. Her hair was messy and her lips were swollen. Prometheus devoured her with his eyes. He liked looking at the aftermath of his lust.
    "Wait," Hecate giggled. "I haven't told you the good news."
    Prometheus wrapped his arms around her waist. He didn't want to talk. He wanted to play. He pressed his erection against her and waggled his eyebrows.
    She pushed him by the chest. "Hold on! You can at least wait to listen to what I have to say."
    He pulled her closer and kissed up her neck. "No, I can't."
    Hecate chuckled, allowing him to pleasure her for a moment before putting some distance between them. She paced in front of him.
    "When we first betrayed Cronus, I felt horrible about it." She swallowed roughly. "To see his belly ripped open so violently, by his son of all people! The look on his face was unlike any I've ever seen. He trusted us and we snuck Zeus inside his palace anyway.
    "Worse are his screams in Tartarus. He curses us daily for what we've done. He's become an animal; I don't even recognize him anymore. He tears at gods and humans alike with the claws that are his nails, trying to devour them. He sees the face of his children in all of them!
    "But while I was thinking of helping him escape, I was talking to Hades. Hades said I was the perfect goddess to guard the Underworld. When I shapeshift, I can make eyes appear in the back of my head if I want to. I'm strong and I'm loyal; he could tell I was thinking of helping Cronus escape. But he wants me on his side instead. The Olympians believe in me, which is more than I can say for Cronus. They think I am powerful enough to make sure no one goes in or out of the Underworld without Hades' permission. Cronus never trusted me with anything."
    Prometheus shrugged, wishing they weren't talking about this. "Cronus wasn't so bad. You've just forgotten how much freedom he gave us. Zeus locked him in Tartarus and it has driven him insane, but that's not his fault."
    Hecate's eyebrows met in the middle of her forehead. "Are you kidding me? He was eating his children!"
    The spirit dogs burst into feverish barking in response to her passion.
    "But maybe they deserved it." His body shook as rage filled him. "I mean, look at how selfish they are. They interfere with all our decisions. They've taken so much from the humans, when they promised me that they wouldn't. We held up our side of the bargain, but they broke the deal."
    Hecate crossed her arms. "Who cares?"
    "I do!" Prometheus shouted. "He made a