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ADRIA’S POV.
I felt sad, and distraught. What thick darkness was threatening to cover our light?
Athena went back to tending to Lucien’s arm, and I watched her.
“So, what have you come here for?” She asked softly, dabbing ointment on the wound.
“Um… we keep on fighting each other. I’m a vampire, and he’s a werewolf.” I replied, watching her intently.
“Of course, you keep on fighting each other more than the average wolf, and vampire would fight.” She replied, dropping the wool, and ointment.
“Why?” I asked, and she got up from her stool, placing a hand on Lucien’s shoulder, and holding his arm with the other.
“Because you both are the strongest of your species.” She replied, setting Lucien’s arm straight, in a single motion.
Lucien didn’t make a noise, but the way he squeezed
