The Mark Of Athena Novels & Stories

"Athena." "And people." I turned towards him. "People?" My eyes narrowed with interest. "Have you drawn me?" Azai picked up the parchment and handed it to Athena. "We're discussing the mark." "That wasn't an answer." "It was the only one you're getting." I stared at him. A faint hint of color appeared along his cheekbones. My smile grew. He had. Before I could torment him properly, he looked at Athena. "I want everything you can find on this symbol."

The balance is why I said yes to him in the first place. Athena scoots closer to the ripple and peers into it like a child peering into a stream. The not-light brightens for her. On her left wrist, near the pulse, a faint mark shows when the shadow strokes her skin, a braided crescent like three strands woven together. It is not the three thorns of ledgers and polite threats. It is older, softer, meaner if you earn it. Tara notices the mark and lets out a sound like pride and prayer at once.

When Antheia felt the humid air getting too warm, she decided to tie her hair up in a low bun to air her nape and which then exposed her upper back since she wore a sleeveless dress with a mid low back, revealing her birthmark. On the second floor of the pack house, at the open window, stood the Luna of Rossathorn Pack, Elena, watching the backyard, the kids, and Antheia. Her eyes widened in surprise to see it clearly in person, Antheia’s back turned to her showing the red laurel markings a the back of her shoulder. Luna Elena enhanced her vision with her wolf eyes to see it clearer and closer to make sure that she was not seeing untrue things, and it just provided her more clarity to the ma

“ Axel !! “ Athena pushed forward, taking partial control of my body, and purred, capping Zander’s cheeks to look into his eyes. In one swift movement, she tilted his head to the side to expose his neck. My teeth itched and my canines suddenly protruded out of my mouth and pierced through Zander’s flesh. Marking him, Zander groaned at the sudden pain before letting out a soft groan of pleasure. “ MINE! All mine !” Athena sang as she licked the blood sealing the wound. “You are mine now !”

Travis still looked uncomfortable as those around the room stared at him. Not knowing what to say to this revelation, Marcia decided to look at the group and continue. "Athena’s strength might explain my healing, but it does not explain your reaction to this.” With those words, she turned her body, pulling her hair to the side to reveal her new mark. While those who had been in the room previously had seen the mark, the doctor gasped at the sight, moving closer as if he could not believe what he was seeing. Travis wordlessly slid to the floor, on one knee, he crossed his hand over his heart, and lowered his head.

"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

"Looks like great minds think alike." My eyes widened as she released Elena's hand, and my sister looked down shyly. Athena reached behind her to pull back her curtain of hair, exposing a clean, fresh mark, vastly different from the one that sat on top of a layer of scar tissue on my neck. My smile grew larger as I met my sister's eyes, but she looked nervous. Athena was proud as she lowered her arm and placed it around Elena's waist. My gaze flickered from Athena to Elena, trying to figure out why Elena didn't seem very happy.

Martha was already moving, low and fast, cutting the angle toward her instead of me, which was right, which was exactly what she should've done, and I forced myself to think past the roaring in my chest and actually look at the field instead of just running blind into it. Damon hadn't moved from the doorway. That told me everything. A man who sets a trap and doesn't flinch when it goes off is a man who knew exactly what it would do, which meant it wasn't meant to kill her. It was meant to blind us, to slow us down and to buy him something. "It's a diversion," I said, mostly to myself, mostly too late. "Ryan." Martha's voice, tight. "She's not hurt. Flash charge, that's all, some chemical tri

Though the more terrifying thought- perhaps I was just doing better? It had been a while since I had been to a club myself. Perhaps I could do this with three birds and one stone instead. Perhaps I could get my d*ck wet while also being lectured and getting my questions answered. I found myself growing eager for tonight's events. While I wasn't exactly looking forward to my brother scolding me. I was looking forward to finding a hot new mark. I like to think of my conquests as marks. Similar to a hitman. I find the person I want, then make them want to come with me. I've never been denied once. I have fame and good looks to thank for that. I know I probably come off as being vain, but in act

Dominic said in a cold tone while walking toward Athena. She stayed silent in her place and let him turn around. His eyes were fixed on her eyes, looking deep into her soul. There was a cut around the waist of her dress and now she understood why he had chosen this dress at the end moment. He made the right side of her body face everyone and then everyone could see the mark. The shining mark of the South region was proudly spotted on her slim waist. As if the moon goddess has come down and caressed her mark to make it shine so much. No one had ever seen a mark shine so much as much as her mark.