|| ATHENA's POV ||

Patience!

I told myself for the thousandth time as soon as I landed in front of my castle. My castle! The castle that I grew up in, the castle that held my memories.

How could I forgive the man who was smiling like he had never murdered a whole family?

Pain and rage blurred my vision. Facing the sinner was a great challenge for me. My wolf wanted his blood, his cry, his pain. I was itching for violence but I knew that I would never be successful if I acted recklessly.

Gerrat cast me a disgusted glare before replying to Viktor with a fake smile,...