Mark Of Athena Audiobook Novels & Stories

“Hiding. Theo got her out before he died and she ran and hid, just like he told her too. She didn’t know who she could trust, which is why it took so long for me to gain her trust.” “Where have you been, Samara? We looked everywhere for you. Eventually, I just assumed you were dead too,” Althea says, staring at Samara like she can’t believe she’s alive. I understand that. I’m pretty sure I had the same look on my face when I realized that my mate was little Samara.

Thea broke another news to her and that angered Athena beyond limit. "What the fuck?!" She exclaimed loudly in shock and fury. "Yes." "Then how can I free him from the magic?" Athena demanded to know as she was furious as well as desperate. Thea looked at her with a smirk, she knew she was going to love the look on Athena's face when she told her the solution. "You need to mark him." And the expression was priceless. ____ "Did you hear it?" A voice from the dark said while looking out the window, looking at the large mountain.

"That sounds like you." Aria stood, walked to the center of the room, and peeled back the fabric from her thigh. The mark was there. Faint gold, almost glowing. Not a scar. A sigil. Alive. "Guess I don't get to be normal after all," Aria muttered. Selene stood beside her. "You never were." They stared at the mark together. Then Aria whispered, "Come back to me." Somewhere, far away — chained in golden light, Athena opened her eyes.

The metal felt warm against my skin, pulsing with an energy that seemed to flow directly into my bloodstream. Then I heard it. A voice, clear and powerful, speaking directly into my mind. "Finally, my daughter. You have awakened the strength that has been sleeping within you." My eyes flew open, scanning the empty hospital room frantically. "Who's there? Who said that?" The voice came again, gentle but commanding. "I am Athena, the Goddess of Justice and Wisdom. I have been waiting within your family's sacred necklace for generations, waiting for a woman brave enough to claim her power."

Azrael The moment I mentioned the mark, Athena quickly grabbed her hair from my hand and pulled it forward to cover the side of her neck. “It isn’t a mating mark,” she said immediately. I frowned, I knew exactly what I saw. It looked healed already, faded slightly with time, but it was still recognizable. I had seen mating marks before. There was no way I could mistake it for something else. “I know what a mating mark looks like, Athena,” I said slowly, studying her face carefully. “You never mentioned being mated already.”

Mark does have every right to be upset. We walked through the familiar woods in awkward silence. Just Athena holding on tightly to me like I'd run away. I could feel her bubbling excitement. "Wait till Cara sees you." She giggled, making me wince internally. I suddenly stopped, feeling like the air around me was too heavy to breathe in. Athena noticed my overwhelming emotions and gave me a small smile. Mark rudely brushed past me, grumbling incoherently. We were already entering into the main pack "She misses you." Athena said to me. I finally decided to shove down my nerves and head into the territory.

Gently brushing a lock of hair away from Athena’s face, Golder smiled and said, “You are truly remarkable, my darling. The Athens pack is lucky to have a future leader as brave and kind as you.” Athena beamed at her mother’s words, her eyes shining with joy. In that moment, Golder knew that her daughter understood the depth of their love and the legacy they were building together. It was a legacy that went beyond battles and victories, encompassing compassion, unity, and the unbreakable bond of family.

He was determined to meet you. Athena covered her head, feeling a sharp pain. Larissa's expression changed upon noticing her distress. "Mommy, are you okay? Did you remember something?" Athena looked miserable. "I can't remember anything, but I feel a profound sadness in my heart. Larissa, what's happening to me?" Larissa sighed. "Perhaps, once your memory returns, everything will become clearer." ... A subordinate reported, "Mr. Hamilton, we successfully repelled the enemy!"

Athena felt a shudder run down her spine at the recognizable nickname, a phantom of a grin pulling at the edges of her lips. Pivoting suddenly, she advanced towards the methodology room, her heart dashing with a blend of fear and something she tried not to name. As they pored over guides and fight plans, Athena wanted to take at a Sebastiatconcentrating on the savage assurance scratched on his elements. She wondered about how he deserved the admiration and devotion of their pack, his authority rousing them to adapt to the situation.

"This is crazy. I don't even know you." "Your name is Ava." He said it softly, reverently. "Ava Marie Chen. You were born on June twenty-first, eighteen years ago. You have a birthmark on your right hip shaped like a crescent moon. When you were seven, you broke your arm falling out of a tree, and you cried more because you couldn't climb anymore than because it hurt." Tears were streaming down my face now, and I didn't even know why. "Stop. Please stop."