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Victoria was correct; even if Athena had known, she would not have stopped seeing Parker because they were both madly in love with each other. Athena wanted to console Victoria, but she felt guilty because she was the source of her pain. As a result, at a time like this, all Athena could do was remain silent. Victoria's heartbrokenness grew as she observed Athena's reaction. She could not believe how her best friend had become the source of her life's agony. The guilty expression on Athena's face demonstrated that she knew what had happened to Victoria was unjust, but she could not do anything about it. “Huh, never mind!” Victoria said arrogantly, controlling her rising weak emotions. Anders

(Athena POV) I looked at the terrace door because I heard something broke all of a sudden. A woman screamed and she look stunned and I know it's because she just saw EL's naked body. I was about to say something, but she suddenly fell unconscious. Yes. El's body is a lot to handle, especially if you are not used to see a man with a ripped physique. His body looks like a statue carved out of a marble just like the idols engraved on Olympus.

I look like a clown that got into a fistfight with a paintball gun and lost. Rage surges so violently through me that for a second, I genuinely think I might black out. My hands tremble at my sides. My vision tunnels. I'm two seconds away from burning this entire fucking building down. “Who did this!” I scream as tears of frustration roll down my cheeks. I'm about to blow up when the door creaks open. "Trouble in paradise?" I whirl around so fast my robe flares out behind me. Athena stands just inside the room, dressed in an elegant, black gown that hugs her curves perfectly.

Marcos wrestles with Cameron, a light tussle that leaves them breathless less than five minutes later. A warm voice cuts through their labored breathing, immediately setting us all on edge. “Are you three done talking about ways you want to fuck me in yet or do I have to wait longer to get what I need?” Aretha stands gloriously naked in front of the ajar bathroom. Her skin glistens faintly from her shower with lingering steam escaping behind her, and there is a smile on her lips but her eyes tell a different kind of story—daring, sultry, and yet trembling at the edges with nerves.

she said before ending the call. She took a deep breath. ‘That filthy old hog… How dare he?’ She threw her phone on her bed and unpacked her things. Not long after unpacking her clothes, she decided to take her much-needed rest and sleep. Morning came, and Athena went to the nearby gym to do her daily exercises. When she got back to her condo, she sent a message to Ethan to meet her, sending him the address before she took a shower. While she was dressing up in her room, she heard footsteps from the outside. ‘Who barged into my place?’ She wondered as she frowned. Athena readied herself for the fight; fortunately, she wore black skinny leather pants and a black v-neck shirt paired with comba

she pointed to the black crop top and black jeans she was wearing, “-I decided to be a Black widow.” “When I got there, people were drunk, smoking, getting high. Typical Halloween party. So I got drunk too. And then I stumbled into Captain America who was half drunk.” Athena pointed at me. “That’s your Evan. And the next thing I know is I wake up naked in his bed. So I do the most logical thing, I slip out secretly and forget him.” “Did you forget him?” Athena blew a breath of air. “No, I tried too. But once my hungover memories came back. I realized that we did have a pretty nice conversation and I actually laughed.”

My daughter Aria was hospitalized due to nut allergy, but my Alpha mate’s Omega mistress Vivian gave Aria nut chocolate as a gift. I suppressed my anger and refused, but Marcus frowned and scolded me:"Serena, Vivian meant well. She didn't know about the allergy." My mate Marcus Blackthorne is the Alpha of Blackwater Pack. Border conflicts had erupted suddenly, forcing him to patrol our territory for several days. He returned just in time for our daughter's discharge from hospital, driving over to pick us up.

They were starting to get on my nerves and I didn’t want to kill the poor thing. I walked into the living room and found Athena asleep on the couch. There is a king-size bed in her room upstairs and she chooses to sleep on a couch. Sometimes I think she might be crazy, just like her stepfather. She just does crazy things out of the blue. Like when she went on hunger strike for three days so she could go shopping, for books, or last week, when she thought it would be nice to take a bath in the rain, the next day, she was down with flu. And don’t let me get started on the stupid tantrums she throws in the morning or the random screams. Trust me, the list goes on.

NERO’S POV Athena returned in an outfit different from the one she walked out of the room wearing. The anger I held onto as I waited for her to return with my mother depilated when she walked in. She looked sexy wearing shorts and all my curiosity about how she looked under her nightgown earlier was nearly satisfied. There was my mate, looking sexy as hell. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t seen her in shorts. The idea that she was my mate even though I don’t want her to be walking around like that made me feel things I didn’t want to feel.

*** The clinking of wine glasses echoed by the poolside, Athena and Sargas were chatting there, laughing softly. "How did I look this afternoon? I was really nervous, but Dad forced me to appear like a princess," Athena said. "You were amazing, Athena. You looked like you were born again," Sargas replied. Athena chuckled softly, then removed the bathrobe covering her body. She was wearing a maroon one-shoulder swimsuit, showcasing her slim waist. "Want to swim together?" Athena offered. "It's been so long since I swam; I want to test my healed legs."