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Chapter Eighty-One
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The Unclaimed Mate Eighty-Two
AthenaCameron and I had slipped into this easy, almost annoyingly perfect rhythm as we’d magically cleared every problem. We hadn’t officially moved in because I clung to my space, but let’s not kid ourselves—we lived together. Our closets looked like they’d merged in some weird domestic experiment, with his shirts tangled up with mine and shoes scattered together like we’d been cohabiting forever. I even bought matching coffee mugs and double bathroom essentials for us.Nights blurred together, filled with board games, wine, and that cozy comfort of two lovers loving each other. Cameron had this stash of rare vinyl, and he’d throw one on, pulling me into spontaneous dances in my living room. Just us and the music, lost in the moment. And let’s not get started on the love notes he stuck on the fridge. Each one was a cheesy line that somehow worked, my daily dose of warmth that reminded me how much he cared. I’d find myself grinning like a fool at the lingering scent of his cologne
The Unclaimed Mate Eighty-Three
CameronSeeing Coach Francis’s number flash across my screen made my stomach twist. Lately, just the thought of playing left me feeling afraid, like my passion for soccer had evaporated since Athena came back into my life. But the buzzing wouldn’t stop, and I couldn’t ignore it any longer. With a reluctant sigh, I finally picked up.“Where the fuck have you been?” Coach Francis’s voice thundered through the line, cutting through any excuses I might’ve had lined up.“Coach, sorry. I needed a break,” I mumbled, already cringing at my weak attempt to lie.“A break?” he scoffed. “You’re a superstar, Cameron. Superstars don’t just ‘take breaks.’ You’re at the top of your game, for crying out loud! In five, maybe ten years, you’ll be talking about retirement—not acting like a rookie.”I rubbed my temples. “I know, Coach. I just got some personal stuff I need to work through.” “Cameron, the club thinks you’re losing it. They’re starting to question if you can hack it without the team holdin
The Unclaimed Mate Eighty-Four
Athena I stood before the mirror, eyes shining with excitement. Today was Caleb's wedding day. I slipped into my custom-made floor-length gown, the champagne shade perfectly complementing my skin and styled my hair into a soft updo, securing each lock with pins. My makeup highlighted every feature on my face—defined brows, a hint of blush, lashes framing my eyes just right. I felt flawless.Cameron walked into the room, sharp as ever in a navy-blue suit, white shirt, and a champagne tie that matched my gown. He was part of the groomsmen, while I was one of the bridesmaids. He approached with a grin, leaned in and cupped my butt. “You look so fucking ravishing,” before nibbling on my neck, making me go crazy with excitement. "Maybe we could skip the wedding and go straight to the reception?” he teased.I playfully pushed him back. “Get your hands off me. Like I’d miss his wedding for anything.”Cameron wrapped his arms around me from behind, and together we looked in the mirror. “C
The Unclaimed Mate Eighty-Five
AthenaAfter hearing Selena's words, I decided enough was enough. If Cameron wouldn’t take this seriously, then I’d make sure he did. He brushed off my concerns with that signature smirk, acting like it was no big deal, but I dragged him to Selena’s temple anyway. He might laugh it off, but this was his life on the line, and I wasn’t playing games.Selena mixed a thick, dark ink to paint the protective mark, and I busied myself filling incense burners and setting them ablaze, letting the scent wrap around us. She took a small pot of clay, rubbing it across Cameron’s skin with a focused touch, murmuring blessings as she worked, then handed him a newly blessed amulet.“Drink this,” she ordered, holding out a golden chalice filled with some dark, sludgy concoction that made Cameron scrunch his face in disgust. He stood there draped in a simple white shawl, looking completely out of place, while Selena rang a brass bell around him. I closed my eyes, silently praying this would shield hi
The Unclaimed Mate Eighty-Six
CameronFatherhood hit me like a rogue wave—sudden, powerful, and honestly, a little strange. Me, Cameron, with a son? It felt surreal, like I was living in someone else’s life.No one warned me how heavy fatherhood actually felt. This tiny, fragile human, only days old, had somehow shoved all my own worries into the background.I loved him fiercely, more than I thought possible. And while I trusted Barbara, I still went through with a DNA test—just in case. I wasn’t about to let history pull the same tricks twice.Every day, I stopped by my dad’s house, where Barbara was staying with the baby, keeping close to her mom. Athena tried to support me in every way she could, but she respected my space too.“You know, you’re going to be his stepmom,” I told her one day. “Barbara should feel damn lucky you’re willing to be part of his life.”Athena gave me a shrug and nodded. “In time, your son and I will have our bond. For now, he’s just a baby. He doesn’t need any added drama.”True to he
The Unclaimed Mate Eighty-Seven
Athena Two big things were happening, and for once, I felt like I could finally catch my breath. Today, I launched my NGO, Rainbow Heaven, cutting the ribbon on a little stand that marked its official opening.Applause echoed around me, and I blinked back tears, moved by the outpouring of support from my family and friends. They’d donated generously, and the tables overflowed with small tokens for the kids. Every family member was hands-on, including my dad, who was over at the kids' painting station, helping them pick designs and encouraging them to splash colours everywhere.This was the start of something huge: an NGO dedicated to empowering special kids, especially those society had labeled as "odd." I felt a deep pride swell in me, knowing exactly how it felt to stand out, to feel misunderstood. Today was even more special because it was Stella’s birthday—my adopted daughter, now ten. The launch became a double celebration in her honour.“You’re such an angel,” Mia said, wrapp
The Unclaimed Mate Eighty-Eight
AthenaSeeing Cameron lying unconscious in that hospital bed felt like someone had yanked the ground from beneath me, ripping my world apart piece by piece. I burst through those cold double doors, screaming his name, "Cameron!"My voice echoed, raw and desperate, down the sterile, quiet hallways. Two stout nurses hurried over, both with annoyed expressions, trying to hold me back. “Ma’am, you need to calm down; this is an emergency ward,” one snapped. I didn’t care. I shrugged them off and rushed to Cameron’s motionless figure.“Please, Cameron, open your eyes.”My voice cracked, and tears spilled down my face, unstoppable, like a dam breaking. Just this morning, he was laughing, alive, and so full of life. Now, he lay there like a stranger—pale, weak, swallowed by a mess of wires and tubes.My legs buckled beneath me as the reality of the scene hit. Doctors and nurses worked tirelessly around him, their movements a blur as they fought to keep him here, keep him with me.“Ma’am, pl
The Unclaimed Mate Eighty-Nine
Athena With nothing else left to try, I swallowed my pride and dragged myself to the coven I had sworn never to approach. If the goddess insisted on punishing me, then I’d find a solution from any source willing to help.Fuck her a million times.I burst through the doors at midnight, and my heart pounded, causing my breaths to be short and sharp. The coven members sat in a circle. Their faces were carved from shadows and candlelight. Each gaze turned on me, dripping with irritation and barely concealed spite.The High Priestess, who was the queen's assistant, locked her eyes on mine.. "Athena, Athena, Athena," she chanted, my name rolling off her tongue like a slow, deliberate insult. "Is this truly a habit of yours—to burst in and throw our rituals into chaos?"My entire body shook and my throat closed up. "Priestess, I need your help. I know I’ve ignored your calls and kept my distance, but my mate is dying. Every second he slips further away.” I felt the words catch in my throat
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