AthenaMy days started like any other; I attended classes, signed up at the orphanage, and went straight to work and care for the children. Most of my day was spent monitoring them, helping with breakfast, and ensuring they were all okay. If I ever wrote a book about moving on after a heartbreak, my first advice would be to stay busy. Keeping yourself occupied didn’t remove the pain but helped dull it. Being around these kids and caring for them made me feel like I had a purpose and I wasn’t just floating through the days.It’s hard to believe it’s been three whole months without Cameron. Three months without seeing Caleb, Mia, and the rest of my family, except for my father, mother, and Stella. This place was far from everyone, so I couldn’t blame them for not visiting, but the loneliness sometimes hit harder than I expected. They planned to see me during Christmas, but that still felt like forever away.In the playroom, one of the little girls was bawling her eyes out. She was abou
Athena It’s been five years. Five years of trying to move on. Okay, maybe that’s an exaggeration, because in some ways, I had moved on. Men tried their best to catch my attention, and it seemed like I was at a point in my life where they came in droves. Maybe it was my new edge—more tattoos, the biker shorts—but I still maintained a touch of the old me, especially with my hair. The tattoos were minimalist, just enough to remind me of the journey I’ve been on.I was doing better than I ever thought I would. My powers had grown, and I had learned to harness them. Everyone wanted me to step fully into my role as a powerful hybrid, but I wasn’t cut out for that kind of attention. I used my powers when needed, especially on bastards who thought they could get away with evil. I was their karma. I didn’t hesitate to end them when the situation called for it.While sitting at my laptop, a notification popped up. It was a message from Caleb, reminding me not to miss my flight. He warned me t
CameronIt was a no-brainer that no matter the corner of the world where Athena had gone to hide, she would be at her brother's engagement party. Why wouldn’t she be? She loved the dude like an overprotective mother hen.Her family was here, and I knew it was just a matter of time before she returned.Seeing her again caused a rush of emotions to flood my brain. Even though it had been five long years—five years of success, fame, and smashing every goal I set—there was still this void in my heart. It felt like a gaping hole that no amount of achievements could fill. So, I used this opportunity, Caleb’s engagement, to finally see her face to face.The primary emotion was anger. Not the normal type of anger where I wanted a vendetta against her. I was angry that she couldn't have a little faith in us, angry that she thought she could just run away and that would somehow solve everything. She acted like a fucking coward, and I was going to tell her that to her face. For years, I’d rehear
AthenaSeeing Cameron after so many years made me feel something I hadn’t experienced in what felt like an eternity. Raw lust and desire. My Hitachi wand and dildos never did it for me. Whenever I tried to put myself in a situation where Cameron was present, I never had an orgasm. It was infuriating.And the fact that I was embarrassingly damp at his presence made me feel so foolish. My body was reacting to him, and my hormones went wild.I forced myself to breathe deeply.All the walls I had so carefully built around my heart came crashing when I saw him. His presence in the room overwhelmed me. He looked even better than the pictures—stronger, more filled out, but not too bulky like those obsessed gym guys. His muscles fit him perfectly, complementing the calm intensity he always carried. And that scent, the sweet smell of our mating bond, hit me like a wave. Oh, how I had missed it. If I could, I’d bottle that scent and carry it everywhere.But I couldn’t let him know how much I
AthenaCameron began to cough. His body jerked slightly as he tried to catch his breath. At first, it was just a rough clearing of his throat, but within seconds, it turned into deep, chesty coughs that racked his body. Confusion danced in his eyes like he didn’t quite understand what was happening to him. His nose wrinkled in disgust, and his lips curled as if the air around us suddenly turned foul.“What…the…fuck…is going on?” he asked between coughs. I held fake concern, knowing full well what I had done. “Are you alright?”He didn’t respond. Instead, he stood there, still coughing and gripping his stomach with his hand. His face began to pale, taking on a sickly, greenish hue.He stepped away from me as though my very presence was poisoning him. The space between us felt wider and colder.“Cameron, what's going on?” I cried out. His eyes met mine, wide with alarm, before he turned suddenly, gagging and retching. He staggered to the shrubs nearby, doubled over, and began to vomit
CameronSilence enveloped me, a loud, terrifying silence. I'd never felt so confused in my life. My hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as I drove. I felt worse than when I'd not seen Athena for all these years and didn't know how to navigate this. Barbara sat in the passenger seat. I could feel her glances but couldn’t bring myself to speak. What was there to say? How could I tell her that the girl I obsessed over stank like a fucking sewage pit?Nothing made sense anymore. How did seeing Athena after five years and feeling that overwhelming pull toward her—turn into such disgust within minutes? That smell, so unbearable and unnatural, still lingered in my senses. It wasn’t just in my nose; I could feel it in my entire body, like it had seeped inside every pore in my skin. Barbara began muttering something under her breath, breaking the silence. “Can you just stop?” I snapped at her. “I didn’t force you to come.”“What did I do now?” she shot back.She had a way of getting un
AthenaI was in a deep, dreamless sleep when, suddenly, my spirit drifted away from my body. It was the first time in months that I experienced this, and I found myself standing at the entrance of the coven. Damn it. I hated being here. All eyes turned toward me the second I stepped in, like a thousand burning gazes piercing my skin. It seemed I was the last person to arrive. I hated it here because they always judged me, and I could feel their disdain. Most of them were pure witches who saw me as an outsider. To them, I was unfaithful to the craft, but I didn't give a rat's ass about what they thought about me.We sat in a circle. I wondered why they couldn’t just leave me alone. My grandmother, Golgotha, watched me closely a few seats away. She didn’t smile or acknowledge me with warmth. She never did. In the coven, there was no room for familial bonds. Here, power came before everything, even blood.The head of the coven, Queen Mother Zarya, stood tall in the center of the circle.
AthenaBattle cries reached my ears as Cameron, Caleb, and I rushed out, shifting into our massive wolf forms with a single purpose in mind: defend our pack and end this invasion. As alpha wolves, we were bigger and stronger than the usual wolf. Caleb and I had brown fur, while Cameron had a black and white striped coat. Our paws pounded against the earth as we sprinted towards the border. Every muscle in my body was tense with rage at the thought of children being slaughtered. I planned to use every ounce of strength and magic to protect my people. I could excuse a lot of things, but the killing of children was unforgivable.At the border, the scene unfolded before me like a nightmare. The battlefield was stained with blood, bodies lying crumpled and lifeless, both wolf and human. Claw marks streaked across the ground, deep gouges in the earth where fierce battles had been fought. The roadblocks set up to protect our tribe had been destroyed and torn apart by the enemy. My dad and