Athena Crimson ✓

CHAPTER 15

(Athena's POV)

I can tell I am missing a major part of the conversation, and I have a strange feeling that it is about me. Wait! why are they both looking at me like that. Victor pulls Z to a corner of the room and both their eyes glaze over. Okay I think they are talking to each other and don't want me to hear about it.

If they don't want me to know about it, I won't ask about it, I'm not this regular person who likes to know about stuff that is meant to be a secret or something like that. I was brought up that way... My father always said, 'If it's a secret, there's probably a reason why it is a secret and it is generally not good to dig into it.'

Me being a rule follower, just did what he said and not very surprisingly have not got into any trouble, until now. Now I know that, there is this supernatural community of werewolves just like in the books I used to read, and there is this Alpha Victor Cage who, not to mention how hot and handsome he looks Wink... claims that I am his mate and the Luna of this Cage Pack. He is also very rich as he mentioned in the pack hospital. So what? I am rich too, I just don't show off.

Recalling what happened in the hospital, I remember him joking about how rich he is. I know I shouldn't have taken offence. I am no gold digger, and he sure knows about it, at least I think so. But I just couldn't bear to think that he will even joke about it. Never in my life have I thought that I wanted to have a boyfriend as rich as him. Hell, I didn't even live on my parents' money. So, I wanted him to remember that. Which is why I kind of over reacted, given that I don't want a heartbreak after high hopes of getting pure unadulterated love. His response was genuine and I think everything should be fine. Only time will tell.

And now I am in his penthouse. On the way here he was telling about the werewolf stuff and himself a bit. I just listened and didn't ask questions, I just felt he is straining himself too much. I'll ask him later after he rests for a bit. Then he tells me out of the blue that he wants me to stay with him. I didn't want to, but at the same time I want to give this a chance. I really don't know what I am feeling right now. I feel very confident being with him, a sense of security and wholesomeness fills me when I am with him. I want to give into it. But at the same time, I want to be on my guard. If you know what I mean.

I could have laughed at his face when he was acting like his chest hurt. I agree that I got worried and trusted his actions for a minute. But then he got alright immediately, when I ended up agreeing to him. Smart ass. I thought of scolding him for acting as if he is hurting, but decided against it. Sure, our health is not something to play with but if he wants to play this game, then I'll beat him at it and catch him red handed next time. I chuckle to myself- thinking and acting like a girlfriend and plotting to teach him a lesson. Oh god am I even ready for this.

For now, I will stay in another bedroom. I will take this slow. Not to mention he obviously has enemies. I mean he got shot in his own resort.

I make a mental note to ask him later about what business he actually takes care of. What if he is some drug dealer/mafia? Damn, I should stop watching cliché movies! Maybe it is some clash between the packs as I have read in books.

Now his beta is talking to Victor as I am looking at some wall hanging portraits in the same room. I didn't know if I can go explore the guest rooms on my own and Victor didn't tell anything, so I try to make myself comfortable here.

I don't hear them speaking... Mind-linking must be really cool. They were speaking about the bullet being a normal one and not a silver bullet. So what? a bullet should do harm anyways. This normal bullet had knocked out the Alpha as such. As much as I don't want to ask Victor what's happening, I really can't shrug off this weird feeling it's about me.

I move over to the next portrait, it has an old woman knitting a sweater, it looks so realistic and my thoughts begin to waver... Silver bullet... Me... Silver as I have read is the only thing other than wolfsbane that can cause a fatal wound... Me... Weird looks from them... And it all clicks!

Oh My God!

I can literally feel my heart racing like hell. I turn to look at them, only to find Victor and Z staring at me. "It was for me, wasn't it? The bullet?" I whisper, but I'm sure they heard it.

Why me?

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