TuesdaY Tales - Tragic

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This week's word prompt is "tragic”. We’re jumping ahead in the second book of The Gods of DC Series, Love and War. Athena and Mack will be hitting the virtual shelves on Christmas Day!
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*Warning - there are adult situations and language.**

Her head raised as they approached, her eyes narrowing as she took in Mack. She rose to her feet, her glare piercing the werewolf.
Mack let go of Athena then crossed his arms over his chest to return her stare. The tension in the air was thick.
“Hey, Sis,” Athena greeted.
Artemis pointed the blade at Mack. “You will leave my animals alone. Got it? I find out you feasted on any of them, I will gut you like fish. I don’t care if you’re sleeping with my sister. I’m fact, that gives me even more incentive to kill you.”
Mack shrugged. “All I want to do is change. Your animals don’t even appeal to me.”
Artemis scowled at him. Then she waved her hand, the knife glinting in the sun. “There is a black bear out there. Bastard poachers tagged him. He’s suffering, I can sense it but I can’t find him so I can end his pain. If you find him, he’s yours. Actually, you’d be doing me a favor.”
Mack nodded. “I’ll see what I can do.”
He turned from the goddesses and strode towards the woods. Athena glanced at her sister then jogged after him.
Mack frowned at her as she caught up to him. He shook his head. “Go back.”
“I want to go with you,” she protested.
“Athena, go back with your sister. It isn’t safe. If the craze takes me over and I attack, it could be tragic.”
She grabbed his forearm and stopped, forcing him to stop with her. She caressed his face with her other hand. “I want to stay with you until you change. I’ll ghost if you try to hurt me.”
He stared at her for a long moment. Then he turned his face into her hand to press a kiss into her palm. “Alright. I’m holding you to it.”
She slipped her hand into his and followed as he led her into the forest. They wove through the trees until the branches nearly blocked out the sun.
Mack slowed his pace then let her go. He grinned at her as he tugged his shirt off then handed to her. He took his time to unfasten his belt then unzip his jeans. It was sheer torture for Athena to watch him slowly shimmy from the denim then kick the pants off. He hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his briefs then shoved them down also. He gathered his briefs and jeans from the forest floor then offered them to Athena.
She gaped at him as she took in his nakedness in the dim light of the setting sun. She had never seen anything as beautiful as this man in her entire existence. She wanted to wind herself around him and never let go.
He tucked his clothes in her arms. “Like what you see?”
“It’s amazing,” she answered, her voice just a breath. “It is every time I see you, clothes or no clothes.”