Romeo's POV
I waited for 00:00.
My eyes wouldn't close, and my mouth wouldn't yawn, knowing I was worried I wouldn't hear the alarm.
I sat next to Athena, reading a book. The bedside lamp kept me company through the quiet night.
I smiled as Athena spoke incoherently, then chuckled with her eyes tightly shut. It seemed she was remembering the movie she'd seen earlier that morning.
Was she hoping I'd act like the men in one of those movies she'd seen?
Why are so many women so obsessed with male characters in fiction?
I should have asked myself why I enjoyed reading comics, but I read them when I was in the mood and had a lot of free time.
“You’re not romantic,” my wolf said. “You even betrayed Athena, even though you didn’t like Lyssera, but no one—not even I—can predict whether your
