Dante’s POVMy father’s room was empty. I expected the beta to be by his side as instructed. I took the chance to inform my father, the great Zachary White, of my luck. I sat beside him. His eyes were wide open without a blink. He often looked that way sometimes. I took his palm and said plainly,“I’ve found a mate, father. I found my fated mate. I blushed as I spoke. The thoughts of her warmed my heart. “I’m not alone anymore. The moon goddess has finally heard your prayers and I must admit, she’s worth the wait. She’s beautiful and young with the most hypnotic eyes. Oh! Father, you need to see her. I asked the maids to dress her up. I’ll mark her as soon as I leave your presence. I’ve waited enough. We could have the ceremony tonight if possible. What do you say?” I turned to my father for a response. His lips were slightly open.“Can you hear me, father?” I knelt beside him and took his hands in a bid to wake him up, in case he was asleep. I called out multiple times. It never took

Athena’s POVWe boarded one of the fancy carriages parked close to a ranch within the premise. The horses looked healthier than the ones I came across in Colorado. There was always that intensity I felt around him. It seemed he couldn’t resist the urge to touch me either.“Did you really mean what you said back there?” he asked. I pretended as though I knew nothing of what he asked. He read my expression and added,“I mean, the rating you gave me. Do you mean I haven’t done anything to win you over?” I could feel the emotions in his words.“Stop lying to yourself, Athena,” Sue spoke after a hurtful silence. My wolf understood my emotions better than I did.“Just tell him you love him and tell him your plans about the girls in our pack. He could be of help you know?” My wolf protested.“I told you earlier. Inviting him over will paint me as an enemy to the pack. Do you think our pack would ever believe that the Lycans would ever accept us? How do you want me to convince them that I cam

Athena's POVI dumped the keys I stole from Dante during our intimate moment at the corner of the castle as I zoomed off on foot. The sun was setting too fast and coupled with my weakness, I knew I had to hasten up if I didn’t want to encounter danger. I wasn’t strong enough to defend myself from an attacker. My pack was miles away but I was willing to try for the sake of my mother, and family. No matter how much we seemed to grow, we never get over a mother’s love. Even if I decided to come back to my mate, my mother deserved a better life too. I couldn’t continue my life without her knowing how much pain she sacrificed for me. She deserved more. That was my motivation for returning to my pack. I knew it wouldn’t be easy rescuing the other slaves at the Omega’s quarters but I planned to stay a while in my mother’s arms hoping that Mr. Styles would be away. I alternated between running, walking, and crawling. Whenever I developed shortness of breath, I took rests at intervals, so I do

Athena's POV"That's right, Athena. Surprised to see me eh? I bet you are just as I was surprised when I witnessed your transformation." He was right I was stunned. Who the hell was this man? “There’re certain people you can’t afford to run from, Athena. I’m among those kind of people,” Mr. Watchman remarked as he paraded my helpless body.“You’ve met?” the man who attacked me on the ship, asked while the rest watched the unfolding drama.“Of course. We had unfinished business in the past…”I yelled back my response as the memories of him rushed back, “I owe you nothing, Jefferry Watchman. I should have killed you that night. I spared you and you know it. You were scared of me!” He roared a maddening laugher as he squatted above me, “now listen you good for nothing. I’m not the Mr. Watchman you think you know. Got it? Note how you speak to me or I'll worsen your punishment. If I ever knew you were a werewolf I wouldn’t have spared you. I mistook you for a reasonable human.”“I’ll sp

Athena’s POVThe subtle smell of salad cream and the soft texture of the sheets caused me to open my eyes. I sat up and scanned the place. It was a familiar environment. The same room we had our first intimate night—my first ever. I found Dante sitting on a sofa chair beside my bed, with a pensive look.He rushed towards me immediately I sat up and offered me a cup of water that was on the nightstand.“How do you feel?” he asked as he sat beside me with a worried look.“Weak,” I answered truthfully, after emptying the glass of water down my throat.“Thank you for helping me out there,” I continued as he fluffed the pillow for me to recline.“Thank you for helping me find you. I was worried sick, Athena. I’ll get you something to eat,” he remarked as he prepared to stand. I held back his palm on the bed,“Mark me, Dante,” I said rather in a commanding tone. I wanted him to be sure I felt the same way for him. I wanted to clear up whatever doubts that may be bothering him. He looked sur