Athena's POV:
I twisted the lid back onto the Coke glass I’d picked up for Damon, a smirk tugging at the corner of my lips. Just as I was about to head off, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out, frowning at the unfamiliar number.
As I picked up the call, Damon’s unmistakable arrogant voice commanded, "Omega, come to the swimming area." The line abruptly went dead.
I huffed in annoyance, glaring at my phone. "That jerk. He’s probably planning to toss me into the water," I muttered under my breath, stuffing my phone back in my pocket as I made my way to the swimming area on campus.
When I arrived, Damon was lounging lazily on the sunlounger, his posture relaxed yet commanding. Without a word, he reached out and snatched the Coke glass from my hand.
I could feel Damon’s gaze dr
