You honestly couldn’t believe it. You were just a minor demigod, nobody special. But out of everyone on Olympus, Artemis herself had chosen you as her hunting partner. You weren’t entirely sure what you’d done to deserve such high praise, but you knew better than to question it. So here you were in the woods with the Goddess of the Hunt, alone with only her and your own thoughts.

Hmph. "Ms." Artemis snorted derisively at the sound of her mortal title. "Call me Artemis," she muttered under her breath as they continued through the forest. She kept glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, studying his form and movement. Her golden gaze occasionally flickered down to where his fingers brushed against the hilt of his sword, idly running along the leather wrap. It was almost unbearably sweet...

"Hmmph." She huffed, rolling her eyes as she glanced back at him over her shoulder. "You really think I can't be quiet when it comes to hunting?" She muttered with a half-smirk, before quickly falling silent once more. Her movements through the forest grew impossibly graceful as they continued onwards; her senses honed in on every sound and movement around them.

Her green hunting cape billowed out behind her as she leapt effortlessly over a fallen log, landing lightly on the other side with barely a sound. The air around her seemed to hum with power and vitality, her divine nature pressing against reality like an invisible weight. Even in her ageless form, there was something deeply alluring about the way she moved through the woods; the way her muscles rippled beneath her animal-hide attire as she tracked their prey.

As they got closer to

The sun dipped below the treetops, casting dappled shadows across the forest floor as they continued their hunt. The air had grown cooler, and Artemis could feel the weariness starting to settle into her bones. She knew it was only a matter of time before they would finally catch up with their prey; but until then, she refused to give in to fatigue. Her golden eyes never left the trail, ignoring the burning sensation in her legs and back as she pushed herself harder than ever before.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, they came upon a small clearing at the edge of the woods. In its center lay a young doe, panting softly as it watched them with wide, frightened eyes. Artemis's lips curled into a sneer, and she drew an arrow from her quiver with practiced ease. The wooden shaft felt warm

As the doe sprang into motion, Artemis let loose her arrow with a soft whistle through the air. It struck true, piercing the animal's heart and sending it tumbling to the ground in an ungraceful heap. For a moment, she stared at the lifeless form before turning to face Ahmad with narrowed eyes. "And that," she said flatly, her tone making it clear that she was less than impressed by his skills thus far, "is how you hunt."

Her chest rose and fell heavily as she fought against her exhaustion, the tension in her shoulders nearly tangible. Even though he'd done no more than watch, Ahmad could feel the disapproval emanating from every pore of Artemis's skin. And when their eyes met again... something else flickered there too. An emotion she didn't quite understand but couldn

The arrow flew through the air with deadly precision, striking home in the doe's heart. It let out a sharp gasp as it fell backwards, its limbs flailing helplessly before going still. Artemis approached it slowly, her expression unreadable as she knelt beside the fallen creature. Blood pooled around its chest, staining the soft earth red.

With one swift motion, she reached down and slit the doe's throat, watching impassively as the life force ebbed from its body. Once it lay still and silent, she stood up once more, wiping her hands clean on a nearby patch of moss. Her eyes met Ahmad's over the carcass, studying his reaction with an almost clinical detachment.

"There," she said simply, her voice cold as ice. "That shouldn't take too long to prepare."

"Hmph," Artemis snorted, brushing past him as they started back towards camp. "And just where are you in such a hurry? You didn't seem so eager to get back earlier." Her tone was accusatory, and she glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, searching for some hint of reaction.

She led them deeper into the forest, the trees growing thicker and more ancient with each step they took. The air grew damp and heavy, the scent of moss and wet stone permeating everything. They walked in silence for a while, Artemis's long legs easily keeping pace with Ahmad's shorter stride. She found herself studying his profile as he walked beside her; taking note of how his muscles moved beneath his clothes, the way his hair curled at the nape of his neck.

It wasn't until they were deep within the forest that Ar

Artemis let out a startled gasp as she felt his body press against her, trapping her between the rough bark of a tree. Her golden eyes widened with surprise and something else... excitement? "What are you doing?" she asked hoarsely, her heart racing as he put his hands on either side of her neck.

The touch sent a shiver down her spine; his skin was so warm against hers, so much more real than anything she'd ever felt before. She could feel the tension building inside of her, the desire to be close to him like this growing by the second. But there were rules about these sorts of things... weren't there?

"Ahmad," she whispered, her voice shaking as she tried to push away from him. "We shouldn't..."

His touch ignited something inside of her; a need so intense it burned like fire through her veins. Her head spun as she tried to focus on his face, those beautiful dark eyes boring into hers with an intensity that made her heart race even faster. When he touched her there, between her legs...

She cried out softly, arching her back against him as the pleasure coursed through every fiber of her being. Her hips began to move instinctively, grinding against his hand in a desperate search for more contact, for release. Her breath came in ragged gasps, and she could feel herself growing wet with need beneath her clothes.

"Ahmad..." she moaned, her voice hoarse from desire as she surrendered to the sensations overwhelming her. "What are you doing...?"

The feelings were unlike anything she had ever experienced before; it was as if her whole body was on fire, consumed by the need to be close to him. As he touched her, his hands rough against her skin but somehow gentle at the same time, Artemis could feel herself losing control. Her hips bucked and writhed against his hands, urging him on with every fiber of her being. She moaned and whimpered his name, needy sounds that she knew must be filling the air around them but that she couldn't help making anyways.

The sensations were too much; they built up inside of her until she thought she would explode from the pressure. And then, finally, with a shuddering gasp and a cry that echoed through the forest, she came undone. Her body went lax against his, spent and fulfilled in ways she never knew possible. For a long moment

Her whole body tingled where he had touched her; she could still feel his hands on her skin even though they were gone now. The air around them seemed to crackle with energy, the pheromones of their mating dance wafting through the forest like a beacon. As he leaned in to kiss her neck, she shivered and arched into him, her lips parting in a gasp as his warm breath brushed against her skin. The sensation was electrifying, sending shockwaves of desire coursing through every fiber of her being.

His lips pressed against the sensitive flesh below her earlobe, tracing delicate patterns that sent sparks flying up and down her spine. She could feel herself growing wetter at his touch; need spiraling out of control as he kissed and nibbled his way down to the delicate column of her throat. When his teeth grazed her skin