ATHENA'S POV.“Sera!” I called again, trying to stop her from pulling me, but she didn't. She pulled harder, and it seemed like the mirror began to suck me in. I screamed, but no sound came out of me. It was a silent scream. Being pulled through the mirror felt like what being pulled through jelly would feel like. I felt fear rub through my body as I fell onto the floor. The breeze ruffled my hair, wrapping it around my face. The breeze was chilly, and made goosebumps line my skin immediately.I looked up and saw Sera looking down at me. She was so real. She could touch me. If she wanted to kill me, she could.I gasped, and scrambled away from her, but she didn't move. “Please… please don't do this to me. Please take me back. I'm begging you, Sera. I'm begging you. Please, I read your letter for you, didn't I? I found the letter you'd have never found without me.” I pleaded, rubbing my palms together. Sera didn't say a word. She simply stared at me blankly. The breeze blew my hair

ATHENA'S POV.“What?” I asked. Sera didn't reply. She simply began to walk away. I looked at the dead Alphas sprawled on the floor, and went after Sera immediately.“I thought you'd plead with them to stop, not tell them to ask what they want from me. What if I can't do it?” She pulled open the door, and left, leaving me baffled, as to why she wasn't replying. That wasn't what I had expected. She ought to plead with them to stop all they were doing, not ask they what they wanted. What if what they wanted wasn't something I could give?I followed Sera out on the streets, where she continued to walk, without stopping. “Sera. There ought to be something more you can do for me. This won't end well. Is there a way you can just beg them to stop? I thought you said your voice soothes them?” I asked, but realized she really wasn't going to say more. Since she wasn't ready to say more to me, I decided to face my fate. She looked like she was done talking.We kept on walking across the str

ATHENA'S POV."Tristan. The baby…""The baby what?" He asked, flatly at first, then his eyes widened. "What's wrong? Do you feel pain, do you...?""The baby kicked!" I squealed, and his eyes widened even more. "You're sure the baby really kicked?" He asked, moving from his spot on the bed to kneel next to me. "Yeah, twice. I'm sure it's a kick.""It's not just something else?" He asked again, bending to place his head gently, over my protruding belly. "I'm approaching my sixth month. What do you expect?" I chuckled."So soon?""The fifth month is almost over.""Wow, but I don't hear it kick anymore.""Maybe he's done kicking for the day." I replied, and he burst into laughter."Must be a girl then. How can two kicks be it for the day?" He asked, lifting his head, and I laughed."There you go. Men always have the impression they're stronger. You're attributing the qualities of a man into a baby, who's yet to be called a boy, without the word baby behind it? Who says girls can't be s

ATHENA'S POV.Everything seemed to get better, the moment I slept with Tristan. It seemed like we finally became lovers, like we finally knew each other. It had been moments of passion, all joined together to form a beautiful experience. As the rain fell, drowning all sounds out, Tristan and I tangled in the sheets over, and over, and spent hours with each other just like the rain spent hours, raining all it had. When the rain stopped, the sky was clear and beautiful, and it seemed to me like the sky was a newly-washed cloth, ready to be worn again.The cruise went completely fine. I took basic business lectures online, sitting in the relaxing sun daily, and had three tutors, along with a woman, who was going to be my personal assistant when I took over one of Tristan's companies. "Good day, ma'am. I am Lilac, and I'll be more than happy to be at your service." She said, with a confident smile.I studied Lilac. She had short shoulder-length black hair, which followed the direction

ATHENA'S POV.Did she recognize me? Did she notice me following her? Had she noticed all along?I turned away, giving Lilac my attention, and in a few seconds, someone tapped me. My heart skidded, as I turned to see it was Octavia. I couldn't even tell if she recognized me or not, because I was blinded by my own fear and guilt. "Hi." She greeted, smiling brightly, and I guessed she didn't notice after all. Lilac came to stand protectively between us, and Octavia's brows furrowed."Who are you?" She asked, looking irritated."I'm her personal assistant." Lilac replied flatly, and I touched her arm."It's fine." I said, and my eyes snapped to Octavia in a flash. My voice… She was bound to remember my voice… or…Octavia didn't even make an expression that suggested she knew something. She simply looked irritated. Lilac turned to me."Will you really be fine, ma'am?" She asked."Woah! Do I look like a thug to you, or someone dangerous? Hello, I'm Octavia Sparks, the Luna here." She sai