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The Unclaimed Mate Thirty-Seven
AthenaI woke up in an unfamiliar room and looked around. Then, when I saw Cameron's hand resting on my body and his face serene and asleep, I smiled. I stared at him, taking in his handsome features. He seemed so calm, and I wished things would remain like this."Oh shit!" I exclaimed. It was 6:30, and I could not leave the boys' dormitory because the staff members would have resumed their duties, and the boys were outside. I didn't want to start any rumors or speculations."Watching me sleep is sexy and creepy," Cameron stirred in his sleep and opened one eye. "I love it.""Why didn't you wake me up to leave last night? How am I going to leave the hostel now?" His hand went over to the nightstand beside him, and he checked his watch, then started laughing."We're stuck. We'll have to wait until the dormitory clears out.""It's all your fault! I wanted to leave last night, but you didn't let me go, and now we can't leave until class begins.""I don't mind," he said, trying to cuddle
The Unclaimed Mate Thirty-Eight
AthenaCameron's mom disliked me—no surprise there. I would feel the same way if I were in her shoes. I felt so stupid for coming here. What was I expecting? That she would accept me with open arms when I was her only solution, yet I stubbornly refused to help them. My eyes welled up, and my vision blurred when I saw his dad with an eye patch sitting on a chair while a doctor applied some ointment to his eye. Cameron had said his father's eye was getting worse because of the weakness of the stone. I never knew how severe the situation was until I got here.Surprisingly, his father remained kind to me, thanking me profusely for coming to his home. His mother seemed to be judging me for not sealing the bond and bringing their family out of this mess. She didn't seem generally bad, but I knew we wouldn't get along. There was something about her that I did not accept, and I had a solid, discerning spirit and could sense her resentment toward me. She would never accept me. To avoid disc
The Unclaimed Mate Thirty nine
I stared at my mom's face. She looked physically stressed and rubbed her temple while taking periodic deep breaths. She had called me to speak with me about Athena, and all her fears and criticisms about Athena were unfounded. The other time, I caught her hiding behind a pillar, watching me and Athena, and even though I had seen her, I pretended not to notice. She had reservations about Athena. Athena didn't mention it, but I could tell there was an energy shift when she talked with my dad versus when she had to speak with my mom. "I don't have a good feeling about her," Mom told me in a serious tone. "She looks weird, and why would she not want to be marked? What lame excuse has she been feeding you and your father?"I found my mom's dramatics amusing and chuckled. "She's not comfortable with it yet. We should give her time."But Mom wouldn't let up. "I don't like her. She seems like a problematic person who is hiding something big. Wake up, see what's happening, and don't be blind
The Unclaimed Mate Forty
Athena Cramps and fever attacked my body, making me feel a dry and coppery taste in my mouth. I was glad I was alone; otherwise, I would have been highly short-tempered, all thanks to my time of the month. I wonder why females were punished with this curse of nature. I was glad I'd left Cameron's house, even though I missed him so much. I touched my neck, wincing at my rising fever and fidgeting nervously. I couldn't eat. I tried to get a burger, but it felt like wood in my mouth. I picked up my salad and threw it away because I felt nauseous. Everything was a chore, and I was irritated as hell. Perhaps I should yank out all my fallopian tubes? After all, I wouldn't need them since I would not have children. Maybe I should take them out and free myself from this plague.Needing fresh air to lift my mood, I locked the door and headed out for a run. I ran on the school premises, feeling lighter and loving it. After about 30 minutes of running, I sat on a wooden bench and decided to
The Unclaimed Mate Forty-One
AthenaThe only feeling I could register was being mastered and conquered. I felt like a weather-beaten roof that had crumbled and collapsed. My heart was bleeding, and my fears were strangling me. I couldn't even bear to look at Cameron. His back was against the wall, and his eyes were fixed on some point behind me. There was irritation and disinterest in his looks now. I couldn't dare to end things like this."Cameron, please," I said, rushing to his side. All I could feel now was regret for not telling him the truth from the onset and saving myself from this heart-wrenching heartbreak. He hated me now, and I feared he would hate me even more than he loved me. I could taste the resentment. I wanted him to say something, to lash out at me. He deserved to and had every right, but he remained silent. Mustering courage, I moved forward and reached out a hand to touch his arm, but before I could make contact, he flinched, and his eyes snapped toward me with a warning. "Cameron, please
The Unclaimed Mate Forty-Two
CameronIf anyone had ever told me that this revelation would break the bond I shared with Athena, I would have never believed them because Athena seemed like everything good in my world, all in one package. I devoted myself to her and desired to share everything with her—my body, mind, and soul. I gave my heart to her to treasure with trust. We matched perfectly and had never fallen in love so quickly or completely.A wedding seemed the next logical step. I thought I would feel happy with her and that even if we encountered issues, they would be minor things with solutions.But now, my heart was shattered beyond repair. I was furious, I was afraid, and the thought of bonding with Athena leading to my death frightened me beyond measure. The hurt was raw, and the terror came gasping up my throat in a cold, panting fear. Ever since that night at the ballroom, surrounded by the elite who gathered to watch the commotion occur, my life went downhill. That night, a hush fell over the cr
The Unclaimed Mate Forty-Three
AthenaThe next few days were a blur of sorrow and nothingness. I struggled to remain alive and succumbed to the sadness that consumed me. I hated myself. I wished my life was over. There was nothing positive to look out for in this bleakness. My parents were concerned, but I chose isolation, finding people's words and concerns irritating. My eyes were swollen from crying, and my bed was bearing the brunt of this depression. I didn't leave it; if the poor bed could speak, it would be screaming n. I knew I would be expelled from school; that was a no-brainer. My dad and mom tried to reach out to me. Even my uncles, Zeke and Ziah, came over with their wives, but I didn't want to see anyone.Caleb had sacrificed to travel back with me, but he shouldn't have bothered because his presence didn't lift my spirits. The whole family was angry with Alex for exposing my secret, but I knew it was for the best. Cameron would be free now, and it was useless holding him back. I heard my mom knoc
The Unclaimed Mate Forty-Four
Athena The next day dragged on without much happening. Everyone soon returned to their lives, with Dad busy with alpha duties and Mom busy with work and the home front. I knew this was how it would be—that everyone would forget my predicament or soon see me as a sore loser who couldn’t overcome the fact that Cameron and I could never be together. But I was wrong. My mom had invited my grandma to come over, which was a real surprise, as my grandma was a pure witch, and it was risky for her to be in our pack. Having her over made me feel a certain type of way. I had inherited her bloodline, and with it came a legacy of pain and heartache. I didn’t know if I wanted to see her.I drifted to sleep but could hear my grandma’s voice in my dreams. When I woke up, I realized she was indeed downstairs. My parents and sister were welcoming her warmly. I remained in bed; a part of me wanted to rush downstairs and fling myself into her arms. Instead, I made my way to the window and peered down
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Her gaze turned icy, and a dangerous silence filled the space. She raised a hand, and one of the beings beside her started to protest, “This insolent mortal—”But the goddess silenced him with a mere flick of her wrist. She looked down at me, her gaze both fierce and intrigued, as if my words had stung her pride yet piqued her interest. For a moment, I thought she might strike me down right there, but instead, she leaned back and tilted her head.Then, to my utter shock, she softened her tone, almost mockingly, and said, “Come.”I blinked, barely able to believe what I was hearing. But I moved closer, though not daring to get too close to her throne. She extended a pale hand toward the water in front of her, and I felt my chest tighten as an image began to form within its depths. As I peered closer, my breath caught. There, in the water, was Cameron. He was awake, sitting up, though his body looked weak. I watched him clench his fists as if searching, hoping for something. For me.
The Unclaimed Mate Ninety-Five
AthenaFear gripped me as I took in the surroundings. Asking to see the goddess felt like signing up for a death sentence. No matter how dazzling this place looked, I wasn’t prepared to die.Not yet. I couldn't stand the thought of staying here without saying a proper goodbye to everyone who mattered to me. My mom, who had always loved me unconditionally, who did everything to keep me happy and supported me even when my choices went against the grain. If it weren't for my dad, she might have even encouraged me to stay with Cameron, consequences be damned. And then my dad, the fierce protector, who never once made me feel less than for being a hybrid daughter to an alpha. He kept my secret, shielded me, loved me as I was. I couldn’t leave without seeing him one last time.And Caleb, my brother, who I’d grown up with, spending days running wild on wings and horseback. I'd promised I’d be godmother to his future children. Leaving him felt like betraying that vow. But most of all, I
The Unclaimed Mate Ninety-Four
CameronI woke to the scratchy roughness of an old quilt draped over me and confusion clouded my mind. The fabric felt worn against my skin, and when I opened my eyes, I struggled to understand where the hell I was. This place made no sense. It was different from the world I was used to. it was dark, cramped, and unfamiliar, with a ceiling so low it felt like it was closing in on me. Claustrophobia clawed at my chest, and when I tried to sit up, dizziness washed over me. My body screamed in raw, unfiltered pain. Cuts and bruises marked every inch of my arms and hands. How did I end up here? And where exactly was "here"?There was an armless cot pressing uncomfortably against my chest, and my lips tasted like they’d been coated in bitter herbs. The scent of burning sage lingered thick in the air. Just then, the door creaked open, and my dad walked in. At first, he didn’t notice I was awake, but when he saw my eyes open, he let out a startled yelp and rushed over, his look was a mixt
The Unclaimed Mate Ninety-Three
93AthenaWhen I opened my eyes, grogginess clung to me. I couldn't move, but my silence was soon replaced by utter confusion. I couldn’t make sense of where I was. This place was beyond anything words could capture. Unnatural and unsettling silence wrapped around me like a thick blanket, pressing in from all sides. The earth I knew never held silence like this, never without the hum of life, the rustle of leaves, or distant calls of creatures.Here, there wasn’t a trace of an animal or human. Every object around me pulsed, as though it had a soul, especially the light that seemed soft but somehow divine, illuminating without blinding. Colors blazed from every direction, vibrant beyond any spectrum I’d ever seen, and far surpassing the limits of human sight.“What the hell?” I muttered, barely recognizing my own voice.The stillness was overwhelming. My eyes scanned the endless expanse until they landed on a huge mountain ahead that reached toward the sky. Its slopes gleamed with p
The Unclaimed Mate Ninety-Two
Athena I sprinted through the forest. Its twisted shadows closed in, each one feeling like it had a pulse of its own, hungry for terror. The night here was different—dense, suffocating, and as alive as anything I’d ever faced. The first horror to confront me was a banshee. Her ghostly figure rose from the mist, and her shriek pierced the silence like a blade, chilling me to the core. But that was all it did—wail and hover, as if mocking my fear. I clenched my jaw and pushed forward, refusing to let it distract me. I had one mission: to find the hidden power source that might save Cameron. There was no room for fear.The forest seemed determined to test me. The branches snagged at my clothes as if trying to pull me back. Shadows flickered in the corners of my vision, mocking me, but I kept moving and the urgency pushed me past exhaustion. The air grew colder and heavier with each step, and every breath felt like I was swallowing the darkness itself. It was as if the forest was dar
The Unclaimed Mate Ninety-One
Athena I could hardly call my first attempt a victory. Yes, I’d ripped the snake’s fang free, and Cameron’s eyes had opened. His chest rose and fell as he breathed, bringing me a rush of relief so intense it nearly erased my exhaustion. I darted to his bedside, my heart pounding, ready to pull him back into the world.But just as quickly as hope flared, it burned out. His eyelids fluttered, but instead of finding calm, his body jerked violently, as if he was still fighting some unseen demons. Words tumbled from his lips, slurred and frantic, fragments of terror that didn’t make sense.“No… no, leave me alone!” he shouted, thrashing against the sheets.His face twisted in a fear that cut deeper than any wound. The joy I’d felt twisted into dread, eating at my chest. I reached out and gripped his shoulder. “Cameron, baby, it’s me. You’re safe.”But he looked past me as though I were a stranger. My so-called victory had a bitter edge, leaving him trapped somewhere far away, unreachable.
The Unclaimed Mate Ninety
AthenaThe next morning, every inch of my body begged for rest, muscles throbbing and bones aching, but I refused to leave Cameron’s side. No amount of pain could pull me away. And King Marcus lack of trust was as thick as fog, hanging over us all. He didn’t bother hiding his disgust at being here, surrounded by witches, as if the very air offended him.I had gone out of my way to make things as comfortable as possible, setting him up in one of the best cabins, making sure he had everything he needed. I’d practically begged him to get some sleep, to let go of his stubborn pride for even a second. But his scowl told me everything. He’d rather be anywhere else. He looked at the room like it was cursed, muttering under his breath about “evil forces” and “witchcraft.”Honestly, I wanted to tell him to fuck off but I bit my tongue."I don’t want them putting any dark stuff into him,” he muttered, his tone dripping with distrust. The sting of his words hit hard, and I swear he noticed becau
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
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
