Echo, a beautiful Greek goddess, must not stop running. Pan, the delusional God of the Satyrs, believes she is his soul mate and has ordered his minions to bring her back.  After years of imprisonment, Echo is determined to find her true soul mate and to rid herself of Pan once and for all.
 
When Narcissus, a vain Greek god, hears Echo battling Pan’s men, he goes to her rescue. The couple band together and use their combined powers to defeat Pan’s evil soldiers. Desperate to put distance between themselves and Pan, Echo and Narcissus run off together. As they begin to form a relationship of their own, word reaches Pan of their actions and he vows to steal Echo back from Narcissus. But is his love for her enough? Or is he doomed to think only of himself for all of eternity?
 
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Narcissus uttered a low, rumbling, laugh. "You wicked little thing." His eyes changed from blue to green in a swirl of color. "I should bite your tongue." He snapped his teeth at her like a wolf. Would you like that? His voice brushed against the walls of her skull sending a jolt of electricity through her bloodstream.
 
Her emerald gaze swept over his face hungrily. "Maybe," she replied, her voice low and sinful. She coiled a strand of his hair around her finger and gave it a playful tug. "Aren't you going to ask some questions about me first?" she tilted her head to the side and batted her eyelashes at him. "Or do you want…"
 
"I want to know everything there is about you." Narcissus slid his hand between her legs. "I already know the secrets of your body, now I want to know everything else. Tell me about Pan. Why does he think you are his soul-mate?"
 
"He's delusional," said Echo. "He first laid eyes on me when I was wandering through a field of flowers singing to myself."
 
"You like to sing?" Narcissus murmured against the side of her neck.
 
"Yes," she said. "I discovered when I was a child that I have the power to achieve things through song. I can encourage plants to grow, summon animals, conjure the elements and create illusions. The day Pan discovered me I had been wandering through a valley when suddenly—" Her voice rose to a gasp as Narcissus trailed kisses down her stomach. "—I sensed someone in emotional distress approaching me. I did not know it was Pan. I thought he was a mortal, a lonely widower perhaps, not a god. I don't know why I couldn't sense his power."
 
Narcissus lifted his head slowly, his hair spilled over his shoulders and framed his face. "Pan is a master of trickery and illusion. He is known for his ability to fool people. What happened next?" His eyes fixed onto her face unblinkingly. The unwavering stare of a possessive man.
 
Echo placed a hand on his cheek. "Please understand." Her eyes locked onto his. "The despair radiating from Pan was so strong, so intense, I felt compelled to ease his suffering."
 
"So you started to sing."