AthenaI looked at the sky, finding the endless blue of it mesmerizing and feeling drawn to it like a bird wishing to explore the depth of the beautiful white clouds floating freely over it as if it was their own safe territory they set high above, forbidding everyone who planned to invade it. My emotions were not a mess but whatever their state, it turned out to be one of the biggest mysteries for me to solve. I was unable to decipher my feelings but to say the truth, I was reluctant in trying to put them in place anyways.For the first time in all these months, I felt one less burden hanging on my back that would have eventually dragged me more down to the pitfall I have been trying to escape. But this wasn't the relief I was looking for, and at this point, I did not even know if I was going to regret my decision over the course of time that might fly away like a stroke of cold wind.I was determined but this did not give me freedom from the guilt that was growing at some corner to

Athena My hand collided against his skin, a loud sound crashed into the room bearing no fewer effects than a hazardous exposition that might destroy both of us at once as it echoed over and over again. Every vein in my body trembling with an uncontrollable amount of rage I could barely grasp together."How dare you?!" I seethed, my hand itching to land another slap across his face and the next moment I did what I wanted to— I slapped him, using the double amount of strength that I used prior.This time the impact made his face turn to the side and I saw the visible bulging of his veins, his hands fisted to his sides and his gaze shot at me that could have unnerved any being in this entire world but today, for once, I did not fall into that category."How dare you fucking call me a whore?" I pushed at his chest causing him to stumble backwards, "I did not come crawling to you, begging you to purchase me. It was you and your selfish motives that made you do it. You....snatched my innoce

AthenaMy eyes had opened on their own, before even the first hours of the morning. It turned out that, even sleep couldn't keep my mind and soul in control. I was restless, beyond anyone could understand, not that there was anyone to understand, but that was truly the least out of all the worst things that'd happened to me till now.As I splashed cold water on my face, trying hard to get a hold of my racing heart and cluttered emotions that stung me every time they crossed through. I did not know, why was I still thinking about my decisions twice, trying to reprocess everything to get a new meaning, when Sebastian had not bothered to give one thought to what he said and did when he actually cut the last string between us with his own hands.I should not think about him. All that should matter to me is my baby— Then why? Why was I still having these horrible thoughts in my mind? Why was the weight on my chest not fading at all and only getting heavier as time passed by?Last night Seb

AthenaHe.....was going to mark her?My eyes searched for any sign of deceit in Celine's orbs, trying to read her face but unfortunately for me— All I saw was the truth.He was going to mark her......She was not lying. It was true, the news she broke to me was nothing but the truth— Another of the decisions taken by Sebastian, perhaps solely intended to hurt me. My gaze shot at Sebastian, my hands began shaking and my legs fought to give up yet I stood still, denying to show any sign of weakness that would give these individuals the satisfaction they desired to feel."Is....is this true?" I found myself asking Sebastian who seemed reluctant to look at me.The trembling of my voice surely gave it all away even though I did not want my struggle to become apparent, or even be near the surface for anyone to notice but how could I help it? He was all I ever wanted.His silence gave me the answer— It was true."Why are you asking him, honey?" Celine made a sound of pity, "I know it's hur

AthenaI watched him doe-eyed, watching the rage swarming in his wavering eyes, his hands shaking and rising fury evolving pronounced in his unsteady and rushed breathing. His clothes were nearly on the verge of getting ripped as his wolf began emerging, the very faint sight of the dark fur spread through his skin and the sharp nails cut through the layers of his skin and extended from the tips of his fingers, suddenly his inhale and exhale did not sound human any more, they began to sound animalistic.It was a debate whether his wolf was against me or trying to refrain Sebastian from hurting me. The sight of his wolf was dangerous, nonetheless, facing it did not feel as perilous as facing him. At least, it did not appear as if that beast wanted to destroy me, there was no want of demolition in the dark orbs of his wolf nor was there any rage specifically directed at me; Although there was indeed an unspecified amount of anger burning in them, it was not for me; In fact, it was for t