Athena's P.O.V.
I storm out of the pack house and walk down the gravel road towards the woods. I couldn't believe what I was hearing, a secret prophecy about me that was told by a Landry over one hundred years ago. I've never understood why the only supernatural creatures to take prophecies seriously, are witches. Sure, there are some prophecies that could be misinterpreted or even not true, but most of the time they're not something to take lightly. The fact that no one even knows the ending to the prophecy is what really got me. All three versions terrify me, honestly. Best case scenario is that I become this mighty guardian over all of the tribes, which I'm not even qualified to do. Then there's the idea that I could lose two parts of me, and as much as I hate to admit it, I wou
