Meanwhile in Ironclaw Dominion Pack, Athena's eyes cast downward, her shoulders slumped in defeat. The cold, damp prison cell had finally broken her spirit. She thought of her past defiance, her arrogance, and realized it had only brought her suffering.
Athena's hatred for Jasper and Brody is a palpable, living thing, a toxic fire that burns within her veins. The mere mention of their names makes her skin crawl, a sensation like ants marching across her flesh.
Jasper's face, with its smug, self-satisfied smile, is etched into her mind like a branding iron, searing her consciousness with a burning loathing. His voice, dripping with condescension and malice, is a rusty gate scraping against her eardrums, making her teeth ache with rage.
Brody's sneering visage, with its cruel, twisted lip
