Chapter 83. In the Name of Love

Sebastian

My wolf did not mistake the scent. It was indeed Athena’s—the warmth and touch of roses and honeysuckles, the sweet touch of it against my lungs as I breathed it in every second I advanced towards where she perhaps was, told me that this heavenly smell belonged to none but her—my Athena.

I did even care about the words I had given her to meet her again. Her life was in danger and I’d do anything to save her even if it makes her hate me even more.

The thought of her getting hurt shook me to my soul. It always had even the time when I had my curse shackling my heart and spirit, even when I had no morals and no intentions to change.

But that was only a thought…

And today it was an actual possibility.

Hurting her was the least a man like Vincent would do. He’d try to take revenge—for everything that happened in the past.

I ran. The paws of my wolf collided against the ground, the air against me fought to lessen my speed, the sil