THREATS

Athena ignored Jasper’s words. She would never be a second fiddle. If she could not be his real mate, she would not be his bed warmer. She had more wolves to catch. Although her hatred for alpha jasper and the Ironclaw Dominion Pack was already waning, she still carried a touch for revenge. However, she decided to focus on the pack, on protecting them from any threats. That was the only home she had presently.

She spent more time on the training grounds, throwing herself into her drills with renewed intensity. The other pack members watched her with a mixture of awe and fear, but Athena didn't notice. She was too busy pushing herself to her limits.

As the sun began to set, Jasper reappeared, his eyes scanning the grounds until they landed on Athena. For a moment, they just stared at each other, the tension between them palpable.

Then, Jasper nodded and turned away, leaving Athena feeling frustrated and confused.

But she didn't have time to dwell on it. A loud growl echoed through the