Chapter 59 Athena's Pov

• Frustration, that was exactly what I felt. It was like running in circles no matter how hard I tried, I still ended up where I started. I pushed myself and struggled hard but it was like I was making a futile attempt. Nothing seems to be working for me. I wondered if the Moon goddess would even intervene in my problem, will she leave me to suffer just like how she left me when I was taken away?
• I cried day and night that this should be a nightmare, that I was back home in Jackson's embrace with Simon's annoying grin as he stood at the foot of my bed, reading me a bedtime story. But whenever I tried to crawl into that comforting dream, I was kicked up into harsh reality. I will never forget his face, one of the henchmen of that masked man. He was the one who constantly said I was his favorite because of my craziness. I reminded him of his childhood when he was still a little boy, that I acted like him in the same similar character but I shouted at him, yelling that I was nothing like he was. He was the first person to ever give me a brutal beating. He said I was stubborn just like the useless girl in his Pack that he would kill very soon, once the wolf stopped becoming useful to him. I never knew his name, all I knew was that he was extremely loyal to the masked man.
• He was always instructed as the right hand and wouldn't do anything that would jeopardize his loyalty to that bastard, the man hiding behind the mask. That man had always hated me. The only reason he kept me alive was that I brought him good money through fights and the way I killed. His laugh always hunts my sleep. I never forgot that deep booming sound, even his eyes.