Chapter 102. The Time That Had Gone

Athena

Shocked, stunned and mostly speechless, I found myself wanting to take more than a few steps back to create some sort of distance between us, to allow myself to take it all in—get through the momentary disbelief with no damage. But there was no place left, not even a fraction of an inch.

“What… what are you saying?” I stammered, “How come you not have a…”

“It’s just fate, Athena. For the longest time, I kept believing that I have a mate and I was just yet to find her even though my own parents had let me know the truth way earlier to make it easier for me to digest,” He spoke, strange melancholy flickering in his orbs—crossing his face like a silhouette, “But, soon I became aware of the reality when, on one, unfortunate full moon, it was revealed to me that I did not have that line of fate neither on my hand nor my forehead.”

“It could also be that the one predicting was wrong. How can you be so sure about that?”

“We are werewolves, sweeth