Chapter 40 Athena's Pov

• It hurts so bad. The pain was immeasurable. I have never been in this kind of agonizing pain before. It felt like stab wounds all over my body. It was unexplainable. I wasn't thinking straight. My mind has been in a hazy feeling. It's like my body is present in the Palace but my mind is somewhere else. Nothing excites me anymore. I am back to being a loner. I was all alone with no one beside me. Amelia is acting all sneaky and restless. It won't be long before Alpha Jackson will know that something is up with the way she was looking at me every second. I know the thoughts that ran through her mind but I am not a tattletale. If Jackson doesn't know, what he doesn't know wouldn't kill him but if he ever finds out, then I have to be truthful. One thing was lying to him but another another thing was him finding out through someone else because if he did, it wouldn't be pretty for me.
• I think it's childish of Amelia to be avoiding me. What did she expect me to do when I saw the man all over her? Should I have brought a table outside, and sat down to have a cup of tea with him? I had to do what I do best. If Amelia wasn't with me, I would have burnt his body so that he could rot in hell for what he attempted to do. I knew that someone was behind the attack on Amelia, it wasn't just a coincidence, and besides, not everyone knew her as the Luna. She should have put the necklace that Jackson gave her inside her clothes, then that scum wouldn't have known about her being the Luna but Amelia tends to o be forgetful and stubborn at times. The least I was expecting from her was a thank you but instead, I got shunned like some kind of ugly creature. It was so saddening and heartbreaking, the only person I thought that had understood me besides Jackson turned out to be the same as others. What even makes it more annoying is that ever since her so-called best friend came, she has focused all her attention on whatever the hell that girl's name is. I am still her right hand whenever she needs anything but she barely calls me for anything these days. Jackson has noticed the awkward interaction between us and he has asked so many times what seems to be the problem but we choose to keep it a secret about whatever went down that day. Il
• I know he doesn't believe us but chooses not to comment but I also know that he will start digging very soon to find out what happened and how we went from being civil with each other to being sworn enemies. Immediately her best friend came she threw me aside like I was some kind of trash who didn't have any importance or significance to her and that was making me anxious. Amelia's friend always wants to strike up a conversation with me but I always shut her down. There was no way in hell I was becoming friends with that girl. Everyone seems to like and adore her and that ticks me off the more. I know that she is nice but I wasn't nice and I am not going to be. If Amelia wanted to ignore and avoid me for the rest of our lives, then so be it. Next time that she is in trouble, she can find someone else who would kill for her because I am not going to do it for the second time since I wasn't appreciated the first time. I don't even know what came over me that day but instead of feeling guilty and remorseful that I have committed another murder, I felt happy and exhilarated. He was just like a practice for me to get strong for whenever I faced my demons and my nightmares, the man who took me captive for years. His death will be worse than that man I just killed and I will make sure that the entire city will see it. He will never know what hit him just like how that man never knew was hit him. He didn't expect a slim little girl to be the one to end his life seeing that he looked like a gorilla, ten times my size but whatever, I am crazy and there is no stopping me.