There was no mistaking the hunger I saw gleaming in those red eyes - and Circe had given me warning, hadn’t she? Just as Ares had been unable to control his most base desires after regaining his human shape, it had been clear that the beastly nature of the wolf would e*****e him, too, upon transformation. Ares had known it just as I had, and that was why he had sent me away.
I wondered what it would take to snap him out of the animal mindlessness, but the answer came to me just as quickly as the question. When Ares had changed back into a man, he had immediately sought the Cornucopia. Hunger, thirst, both of these had demanded satisfaction. And though I hated to recall it, even his most primal, sensual desires of the flesh had craved fulfillment, a quenching that he had responded to with
