A Dark-Hunter Fanfic
Disclaimer: The world of the Dark-Hunters, Were-Hunters, Dream-Hunters and all that has to do with it, including characters, names and made up realms completely and entirely belong to Sherrilyn Kenyon. I claim ownership to nothing. This is a work of fiction and written purposely for fun. All copyrights go to Sherrilyn Kenyon.
Prologue
September 12, 2010
Olympus, Greece
“Happy birthday, daughter,” Zeus’s voice rang out dramatically. He was always one for theatrics. “You look especially beautiful today. Come here and let me have a look at you.” His smile was sensual and at the same time deceitful.
Felicitas approached her father jadedly. She knew what was coming. She didn’t know why she thought today, her birthday, would be any different. Ever since her creation, her father had harbored a sick fondness of her. He kept her around more than any of his other daughters even though she was only a minor goddess. He told her it was because she was “his happiness”. Every time she heard it, she wanted to roll her eyes. Of course, she was. Felicitas was the daughter of a goddess of happiness. But she was only a minor deity. Hardly anyone really paid her much attention. Her father was one of those few.
“Thank you, father,” she replied with a forced smile that she hoped would satisfy him. No one displeased Zeus, no one. Not even her, which was the only reason she put up with his groping. Like right now.
He reached out and caressed her arm in a not-so-fatherly way. That was no surprise. What was a surprise was that he didn’t immediately go for her chest. Family had a different meaning here on Olympus. Zeus being married to Hera, his sister-wife, was proof enough of that. Not to mention him cheating on said wife with his other sister and then letting his own daughter be married to Hades, his devil of a brother. It was beyond ridiculous, but no one seemed to question it on Olympus. She did mind though, not that she could do much about it.
Felicitas tried not to flinch as he relocated his hand to her butt. She hated his no-one-can-resist-me mentality. That's gotten countless women into trouble for centuries. No one wanted Hera’s wrath directed at them, which is why they resisted him, but in the end Zeus gets what Zeus wants. Which was exactly what she needed today.
He may be her father but she hated him. Felicitas wanted nothing more than to be free of him for good. And today was the day she would finally get what she wanted most, her freedom. She had been planning this day for decades and now it was time to set it in motion.
Hardening her resolve, Felicitas drew closer to her father. Rubbing herself against him, she saw his eyes light with desire. She was hoping for that. She took his hand and pressed it to her breasts. She felt the heat of his hand through her chiton. She shivered in revulsion but he would only interpret it as passion.
Zeus pulled her onto his leg so that she straddling him. Squeezing her eyes shut she slowly began rocking her hips back and forth. She wasn’t exactly sure of what she was doing but she had a hunch. No pun intended.
She leaned into him and put her lips at his ear and began whispering, “I love you, daddy. And I know you love me. Do you want to see me happy?” She accentuated her question by cupping him in her hands. She began pouring small amounts of her powers of compulsion into him, making him more eager to please her. Even though it was easier on him since he was so addicted to the happiness she radiated, she still had to be careful because if he were to sense her using her power he would surely kill her.
Zeus answered her via groan, which meant her plan was working so far. Felicitas caressed his jaw with her lips drawing a shudder from him. She began again. “Do you know what would make me happy, daddy?” Trailing her lips to meet his, Felicitas gently brushed his lips with hers before drawing back slightly, purple eyes meeting his blue ones. “Freedom,” she whispered. “I wish to be like an uncaged bird, free to fly anywhere I wish with nothing able to stop me from soaring. You want me to be happy don’t you?” She flicked her tongue along his bottom lip. He moaned and nodded, closing his eyes.
