ATHENA'S POV."I'll love that." I replied, and we both went to join the elders outside."Why do you make us jealous? What were you two doing inside?" One of the women asked, and I blushed."We were discussing what you all wouldn't stop discussing ever since she was found." Tristan replied wittily, and they laughed."Darling. We have delicacies here." A man's voice said, as Tristan helped me sit. "Really?" I asked politely, as my tummy got excited. "We have two types of stew here. Cooked with over fifty years of experience." He said, holding up a bowl to my nose."Beef broth." I replied, and he held a spoon to my mouth. It was hot, but exactly how I liked it. The beef was tender, and sweet. I could feel a blend of ingredients in the broth, and realized that indeed it was a soup cooked with years of experience.No matter how the maids tried, they simply couldn't produce the taste the beef broth—I was tasting—had."What about this?" He asked."Crab stock." I replied with delight, and h
TRISTAN'S POV. Athena had actually been more excited than she let on. When our marriage had been coming closer, she had become restless, and a little giddy. She never voiced it out, but it seemed like she had been waiting for the preparations to start.The day she had gotten her wedding dress, I heard from my Beta, Lax, that she had been waiting for me to return.And when I had gone to see her, it had been to show me her dress. I had laughed a lot because it had been adorable as she seeked my approval for a dress she couldn't even see. I hadn't thought much of the dress at the moment, though. I had thought the maids could do better. However when I saw her in it, walking down the aisle, it had been a moment of shock for me.Why was she as beautiful as that? I could barely see her face through the veil, but her beauty was radiating through. Her body was perfectly proportioned, and the dress floated free at her hips, outlining the curve of her little waist, and the delicate flare of
ATHENA'S POV.I had just taken a shower, and had put on a nice, light nightgown with strings as hands. My hair was wet, and I tapped around on my desk in front of the mirror for the blow drier.It was something I could do myself, and didn't need to bother the maids. I found the blowdrier, and reached out with my hands, bending, so I could find a chair I had bumped into earlier. Despite my outstretched hands, I bumped into it again, and bit my lip hard to refrain from yelping, and causing the maids to rush in. Then I sat down on it carefully, and began to blowdry my hair. Shortly, a swift knock sounded on my door, and before I had time to make a reaction, the door had burst open.I got to my feet in alarm, and scooted backwards, not minding if I crashed into anything.Since I had been at the palace, no one had ever barged in, in such a manner. Had a burglar found his way in? Worse, an assassin sent from Alpha Jeremy or any of my enemies?"Sorry. It's me." It was Tristan. Why was he
ATHENA'S POV.I had just taken a shower, and had put on a nice, light nightgown with strings as hands. My hair was wet, and I tapped around on my desk in front of the mirror for the blow drier.It was something I could do myself, and didn't need to bother the maids. I found the blowdrier, and reached out with my hands, bending, so I could find a chair I had bumped into earlier. Despite my outstretched hands, I bumped into it again, and bit my lip hard to refrain from yelping, and causing the maids to rush in. Then I sat down on it carefully, and began to blowdry my hair. Shortly, a swift knock sounded on my door, and before I had time to make a reaction, the door had burst open.I got to my feet in alarm, and scooted backwards, not minding if I crashed into anything.Since I had been at the palace, no one had ever barged in, in such a manner. Had a burglar found his way in? Worse, an assassin sent from Alpha Jeremy or any of my enemies?"Sorry. It's me." It was Tristan. Why was he
ATHENA'S POV.It seemed like he enjoyed leaving us is in suspension. I didn't know what he was doing, whether or not he was looking at something else, but it took so long for him to complete his words. "Tristan, your wife's eyesight…"I was so impatient, and with each second, my heart ticked like a bomb ready to explode. "...can be restored." He completed, and my lips parted with a little scream of joy. I hadn't even planned it, Tristan hugged me. My eyesight could be restored. It really could be !. I would see again. I would wave to the darkness that had always followed me around like an abyss, threatening day by day to suck me into it. Tears spilled from my eyes because this time, I didn't have any bad options attached to it. I didn't have to become a dark wolf to keep my sight. It was free, and came with the benefits of staying by Tristan's side. My heart burst with happiness, turning my eyes into a tear dispenser. I could not stop the tears from falling, and eventually began
ATHENA'S POV.I closed my eyes once more, the moment I opened them. The light was too bright in contrast to the darkness I'd always seen nearly all my life. I blinked a few times, and opened it again, slowly. When I saw their feet, I knew immediately that something was wrong, but that didn't stop me from looking up at them. Everywhere was blurry. Their faces were blurred, but still I gasped. I could see. All around me was white, and I couldn't really make out things, but I could see!My eyes watered, and I began to stare at everything. From my shirt to my hands, then to the bed, to the ground, back to Tristan and the doctor's faces, which were still blurred.I stared at literally everything in the hospital ward, unable to believe I was really seeing. A little gasp escaped my lips, and I placed my hands over them. My eyes were watering. Who knew I would be able to see again? I had totally given up on sight after the Daniel issue.I got so emotional, and began to cry.The joy was
TRISTAN'S POV.I couldn't help but feel a little anxious as Athena opened her eyes, slowly. She closed them back immediately as the light was probably too bright, but as she did, there was a light, tickly feeling in my breath. I held my breath, waiting for her to look at me, to see me, to acknowledge me, and I wondered what truly looking at her for the first time would feel likeWhat exactly was I going to feel?Athena blinked a few times, and opened her eyes slowly. Her eyelashes lifted in our direction, and her warm brown eyes brushed over us, but she didn't see me. She didn't stare at me directly, but the look of unbelief which spread on her face, followed by her gasp, confirmed that she could see.She looked past me, and her eyes watered. She could see. Athena could finally see. She was finally going to regain some of the old confidence she used to have. What would it be like with her being able to see?She stared at literally everything, and began to cry. I wanted to give her
TRISTAN'S POV.The new feeling that was arising from staring at Athena was love. I had really fallen in love with her.Okay, my conclusion seems crazy, right?I had only been attracted to her because she was beautiful and my first love. I had never really thought it could be love.Love was something that I didn't think I could experience anymore. Love with its comforting scent, hazy smiles, colorful dreams, and brilliant skies. The last time I had been in love had been so long that I had confused it with mere attraction. I had thought to myself, I only liked who she had been when she was younger—Beautiful, confident, fearless, reckless.I had thought that even though she wasn't all that anymore, she was still Athena, and I had felt a deep fondness and attraction for her.Getting married to her had been thrilling, yet I was blind to the truth that whatever personality Athena turned out to have, I would still love her. She was beautiful in and out, and it suddenly struck me that she