Callan's P.O.V.
When Athena finally confessed to me that she really was my mate, it took everything in me not to walk up to her and kiss her. I wanted to feel her pressed against me, to suffocate in her scent, to feel her soft lips against mine. I kept my distance, though, because the last thing I want is to disrespect and undermine what she wants. From what I've seen, Athena has never had a say in anything throughout her life; she's never felt stable in any relationship with anyone in her life, she's never gotten a say in where she lives, she's never even felt completely secure with her own self because of how others talked down on her.
I walk into the kitchen after talking with Athena and tell all of the guys to call a pack meeting in the town square this evening. My wolf is dying
