Cassandra, a beautiful daughter of Aphrodite, happily avoids men with the hunters of Artemis for three years before HE showed up. Hector was his name. She hated him. Whenever they met, he would flirt endlessly and do his best to poke her in the arse. Oh, how she loathed him. Until the night that he saved her life. She found herself growing close with him, and him opening uo to her. She knew how wrong this was. She was a Hunter of Artemis, for heavens sake! But she wanted to know what a kiss felt like, and what it meant to love a person. Now she must face a choice. Never see her best friend again and hunt with her sisters in arms forever? Or give up her vow of chastity for the boy and ensue the wrath of the goddess?