Athena POV
1 is a company, 2 is a crowd, and 3?
3 is a party Pitbull would say. But, no. 3 is an overly confident Lycan prince, disrupting my moment. I would have loved to snap some bones before I let the warlock f*cker go. But I got… distracted.
“Well, hello, lovely Athena”. Elias grabs my hand and plants a kiss on it, causing me to pull back abruptly. I stand there just staring at him, unable to form a coherent sentence. Why do I have to be such an anti-social butterfly? I have no idea how to respond, or even how to look at him after last time. My mind has been going back to that kiss more than I care to admit. It was sexy, I have to admit that. But it doesn’t change anything.
“Uh... Prince Elias”. I acknowledge him awkwardly, to which he just laughs in return.
“Wow, that’s all? N
