“Do you know who I am?” He caught the slight hesitation in her, but she hid it well enough.
“My next meal,” the female spirit hissed right next to his left ear.
“Hmm…” Endymion trailed off as he lifted his right palm and placed it against her face. “Oh, well. Whatever. I don’t need to know your name to provide you with a one-way ticket to the underworld. Have a wonderful time in hell, sweetheart.”
“What—no!”