206. Athena
Was I just going to die like this? Was this the end? Was Javier finally going to win?
“I have nothing to regret Athena,” he murmured, voice laced with finality, “and so, we can die together. I have lost everything already. If I can't have you, no one else will.”
A movement beside me. A shift in the air.
Lorenzo.
The smirk he had worn moments ago—the amusement in his golden eyes—vanished. In its place, only fury remained.
A violent, unrelenting storm.
I forced my breath steady, reaching for Snow through the haze of pain.
“A silver dagger won’t kill us, it won't kill me Javier,” I reassured myself and I breathed a sigh of relief as I said that to him.
Javier’s smirk widened, the twisted satisfaction in his eyes sending a fresh wave of fury through my veins.
“And that’s
