Laken's POV
Numb that's how I felt for these long torturous months. I thought my dear mate was killed and to be honest I wish she would have been because nothing is worse then this.Then seeing your mate bare another man's mark.The one thing I wish I could do so bad.
After I saw him take her in front of my eyes I felt as if my heart was being stabbed by hot silver over and over again. The fact I couldn't stop him from mating her, marking her, and hurting killed me every possible way.
She had marked me yet I couldnt mark her. I was just a mere hybrid. Even though people hated me and bullied me for being a deformed Lycan. She always protected me.
A year ago when she found out I was her mate. She didn't hesitate to accept me even after knowing of my status and because of that I will always love her with all my heart and all my soul but let's be honest I would love her even if she rejected me. She was that amazing.
I looked at her now but she was not their no this wasn't my Athena. She was just what was left of her.
I held her face as I cried. Her beautiful green eyes now pitch black, Her once pure soul was now possessed by a dark one, and her beautiful long black hair unkept. A sign of the fact she had given up on her fight.
I reached up to stroke her cheek just for her to flinch away.
"I'll kill him, I'll rip him to shreds for what he did to you" I said to her with so much anger that I was shaking. I know he was the strongest of them all but I would give my life just to hurt him one good time.
She shook her head and looked at me but I couldn't read her anymore. Her once playful expressions were gone. Replaced by emptiness. Her eyes clouded over and a quick flash of sadness appeared before she stood.
"Athy where are you going " she looked at me and gave me a small smile. She leaned up and kissed my cheek and made her way to the castle. My heart or what was left of it began to crumble. For i knew she was going to that Demon.
I would get my revenge on him one day and I would have My mate Athena back.
Mark my words.
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