Artemis strode forward, exhilaration still coloring her voice.
"Summon every disciple. Front courtyard! Now!" she ordered the nearest acolyte.
Moments later, more than three hundred women in snowy robes formed crisp ranks beneath the morning sky, pure spiritual currents dancing like silver mist around their figures.
But the moment their gazes found Jared, martial composure shattered.
Desire raw, unguarded, flared in their eyes, hotter than the golden power they'd tasted during fusion. Each of them carried the memory of a breakthrough and bliss stitched into the fabric of her soul, and that memory now pulled toward him like iron filings to a lodestone.
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