Mark Of Athena Prophecy Mga Nobela at Kwento

“There's nothing here, why are you guys looking at me so weirdly” “Aella, your neck” Brianne said. I turned back to the mirror, examining my neck, “wow” I mumbled, right beside Eros crescent shaped mark was a tiny star with a fire mark in it. “Ava what does this mark mean?” I asked “It represents who you are. The child of prophecy, Zorya” she replied quietly. “It's beautiful” Lily giggled, “you look quite stylish with it Luna” “Thank you” Brianne didn't share in our enthusiasm, she had a serious expression etched on her face, “what's the mark for?” She asked coldly

“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. And smiled. Still bound. Still burning. Still waiting. But not for long.

She groaned as her hands found themselves entangled in my hair only to pull my head back up to meet her lips. “I want you to mark me Hector… I want to be yours completely” Athena’s POV Butterflies were dancing in my tummy at the thought of Hector taking me fully making me his for all of time. I scared myself at the lust filled tone in which I told Hector to mark me. I had never wanted anyone as much as I did him, not even Axel even though I had rejected him I knew it wasn’t the end a part of me ached for his touch.

And then, 24 hours ago, the Graeae Sisters communicated a prophecy. "The one who bears your mark is the key to the answers you seek. Hold no ill will against those that mean the most to you. What happened in the past was meant to set us up for a greater future. Enemies from the past will unite against you. Do not run; go willingly and hold on to your strength, and at the end of the quest, you will be rewarded. Failure to adhere to the warning will lead to a catastrophe for hybrids." The one thing that is clear to me is you. I would love to see Luna Ashley and Alpha Louis again, but it has to be them and only them until I can decipher what this prophecy means.

The night my mom died was the night the leader of the black werewolf and vampire - The almighty one as he's being called tried to take the life of the Elected one, so he won't be dethroned. No wonder the town was in disarray that particular night , it's quite obvious that these beings and humans can't peaceful coexist , we would continue to be their prey. My mission alongside other humans who have been victims of vampire attacks is to eradicate them all. Everyone of them including the Almighty one!!. California ... Athena's POV continued. "What in the world just happened?!" I thought staring at the book terrified. I raised my hands up to my face and looked at it , I don't have super powers r

I reply, as if on cue. The conversation continues to play out with me on auto-pilot. I can hardly focus on the memory because the puzzle is getting harder. What am I missing? Why don't I understand? Maybe I shouldn't have been chosen for this. My mother would have been the better candidate. After the memory plays out, I am transported to Alpha Theodore's office where the memory plays of me revealing the fake prophecy to him. "She will activate on her 18th birthday. She will activate on her 18th birthday. She will activate on her 18th birthday. She will activate on her 18th birthday." This line echoes repeatedly, but why?

The familiar scent of pine and fresh herbs wrapped around her like a long lost lullaby. The door flew open. “Athena!” Mara gasped, her curls bouncing as she hurried out an enveloped Athena in trembling arms. “Child, You’re hurt!” Athena clung to her, the tears she held back now pouring freely. Mara led her inside and sat her down, making warm tea and wrapping a shawl around her shoulders. “I… I don’t understand.” Athena sobbed “ What did I do to offend the moon goddess? Why… why give me a mate who can’t even see me. Who abandoned me for another right in front of me.”

One of Athena’s attendants, smaller, younger, flinched at his words. Guilt. Zane noticed. He didn’t call it out. Yet. Athena moaned again, far more dramatically this time, and fluttered her eyes open just enough to whisper, “The… omega… she…” I held up a thermometer. No fever. No sign of internal trauma. She wasn’t dying. Just conveniently “weakened.” The whispers turned into accusations. "She poisoned her!" "Doctor or not, she is still a low-born omega!" "She wants the crown!"

Handing him Azel I snapped, “Watch him so I can go help my mate.” Gideon looked at the tiny pup in his large hands and asked me what he was supposed to do with it. “Take him to my mother,” I growled and was about to run off when he shouted out for me to wait. Pausing I waited like he asked. “Athena asked me to retrieve her in twenty-four hours. There are still several hours remaining, and if she needed help, her wolf would contact your Lycan through your mate bond, so here, take your son back, and let’s just wait it out,” he asserted.