Athena reached for the book, dragging it out of the shelf; the sound of the cover of the book rubbing against the wooden surface of the shelf seemed to echo through the empty walls.
A surge of energy passed through her veins, flowing through her blood. The beautiful voices suddenly turned to a shriek so loud, turning into the very embodiment of pain. Athena let the book drop on the floor, trying to cover her ears from the shriek. She closed her eyes in despair groaning in pain.
Suddenly she felt two palms cover hers, trying to pry them away from her ears. She felt his hot breath tease her neck, distracting her enough to pull away her fingers.
"Listen to it my angel. Really listen to them. They are trying to tell you something."
He let go of her fingers, placing his hands around her waist, his lips leaving feather soft kisses on her neck as he kept whispering, "Listen to what I have to say."
