Mark Of Athena Prophecy Novels & Stories

Looking at at him, I frowned and crossed my arms on my chest. "Mr Valentin, I am not your mate I believe you have mistaken me for someone else." I told him speaking like a sophisticated woman. "And I know myself perfectly, thank you," I turned away to face the door and held the handle. "I can never mistake my mate which is you, Athena Faris, and you don't know yourself at all." Valentin said earning a deep frown from me. I turned to face him and sighed deeply. "Look. I have a job, a brother I just want to go back home." I said trying to put some sense into his head.

“I mean, I’m not saying I’m over-the-moon happy—okay, maybe I am—but what changed?” What changed? What hadn’t changed? Athena had carved her message clear as stone: she didn’t want me. And don’t get me started on that pathetic prophecy. If it were real, wouldn’t I have dropped dead years ago? Six years have passed, and here I am, still breathing, still standing tall. Sure, I dealt with those strange, shadowy attacks on the soccer field, but besides that? I was fit, healthy—alive. The prophecy was a bad joke, and I was tired of everyone believing in it like it was real.

“First, I wanted to assure you that we are taking the attack against you very seriously. Our pack will protect you as you are part of our family.” These words were comforting. “Thank you very much sir. I am happy to be part of your family.” I answered with a smile. “Please Sarah, you can call me Mark.” It was a great honor to have the right to call the Alpha by his name. “Sam told me you have been having strange dreams for a long time?” “Yes, for as long as I remember, I’ve been having those dreams.” Mark seemed to ponder. “There is a shrine dedicated to the moon goddess in the forest to the north. If you go there, you should find the answers that you are looking for. When you get there, you

I ask, confused. “There have been other generations of lycans with the crescent moon marking, but they caused a war between our kind and other supernaturals. The parchment that Luna Rachel showed me is real, but it’s so much more than that. There is a prophecy, Athena, and you’re at the heart of it,” he states. “What prophecy? What does it have to do with me?” “Shhh, someone’s coming. Just get to Doctor Shields and find out what he knows,” Elder Laskaris says, and then rushes out of the room, leaving me stunned.

Yet they all had one theme: destruction. Every one of these prophecies told of destruction. It didn’t matter what it was, destruction was at its end. Many had given up on the boy, escaping him rather than trying to help him. Yet one remained unmoved. There was one who strove to find a way to break the curse upon her nephew’s head. She was a goddess known for her cunning war strategies and great wit. Her name was Athena. Born of the Night with the insignia of the owl she was. She scoured the realms, searching for something that would give her a clue as to what could overturn her nephew’s fate. And it led her back home – to the Olympian Archives. So she locked herself up, not eating or drinkin

My hands curled into fists, my claws threatening to break skin. Atlas sighed. “There was always a prophecy. Only someone brave enough could bear the mark. But I wonder…” He looked down at Azirah, shaking his head. “Why her?” My voice was barely above a whisper. “Can it be removed?” Atlas's silence was answer enough. “No, Alpha.” His voice was gentle, but unyielding. “Once the mark is burned into her… it stays. Until she has exhausted all seven powers.” I forced myself to ask the next question, though I already dreaded the answer. “How will we know when she’s exhausted them all?”

"Riven, that's madness. The Goddess wouldn't allow such a thing. The last time a woman was bonded to three Alphas, it ended in war. Thousands died. The woman was torn apart. Article 17 was written specifically to prevent—" "I know," I said again. Standing and pacing the small room with her hands twisting together, Athena said, "Why would the Goddess let this happen? Does she want you all dead?" "I don't know." Turning to me with her face pale, she asked, "Have you slept with her? “No. We've touched her. But we haven't claimed her. Not fully." Letting out a breath, Athena said, "That's something, at least." She sat back down and while picking up her tea with shaking hands, she asked, "Does sh

She said good morning to everyone and kissed my cheek. "Okay since everyone is here let's begin" My mother clapped her hands to get everyone's attention "As you know yesterday was the full moon and some of us went wild" my father stated. "As of the result, someone was bitten" We all gasp out. "What?" Lynn shouted out. "Who did it?" Lucien asked looking at all of us suspiciously. "It wasn't me" Mila and Chloe answered. "No, it wasn't because the person who bit him is an Alpha and is sitting right in this room being quiet" My father drifted off and look at Peter.

Raphael's POV "Useless, that's what all of you are. I can't believe that to call yourself the best warriors of this pack and you can't find a single woman. You should all be ashamed of having the rank that you do!" I raged and fumed in my office at the special team that had been arranged for the sake of finding Athena. She was not strong, and currently she was pregnant, so she should be even be weaker than usual, which means that finding her should be easy. But yet none of these morons had been able to do it for the past two weeks.

“The prophecy was clear. If the Alpha takes Zylia as his mate, his pack will fall under ruin.” I felt the words cut through me. “You know nothing about that.” “Oh, but I do. It was read aloud that night at the mating ceremony. I know all about it” Her lips curved. “What the prophecy means is that your bond with her disrupts the balance. The Moon cannot favor one heart when her will belongs to all. So, if your pack must be saved…” She let the silence stretch. “You must take another.” The Priestess’s fingers tightened on her staff. “She twists the sacred text, Alpha. Do not listen.”