AKIRA'S POV I was fucking worried. Two days had passed since I last saw Orion. The atmosphere in the mansion was gloomy and the last time I heard it was because the Alpha was pissed. I quickly walked out to the backyard and I sighed in relief when I saw the people I was looking for were busy plucking apples from the tree into a basket. Eve immediately frowned when she saw me. "Hey," She reached out to touch my cheeks. "Are you okay?" Lenny too had a frown etched on her face. I shook my head. "No, I'm not okay," I whispered harshly. "I can't find Orion." Lenny dropped the basket and placed a hand on my shoulder. "I'm sure he's out there somewhere." She looked at Eve and then back to me. "You know how tight security is now, with the recent attacks on the border." Worry climbed up my stomach and I struggled to breathe. "Are you saying the male servants who have no combat training are sent to the border too?" Lenny only shrugged. It couldn't be. Ares couldn't be that dumb. I onl
AKIRA'S POV Ares was a grown man. He was thousands of years old and I knew he had lived long enough to know his rights and wrongs. He had the wrong way of portraying his feelings. And an even wronger way of fixing things. And his act because jealousy had successfully broken me. I picked up the butcher knife in my hands and I stared back at the girl in its reflection. I looked like a shadow of myself. I looked like the man who broke me. Cold and numb. My cheekbones were staring right back at me and my collarbone was protruding proudly. I looked back at my reflection and the blue eyes staring back at me didn't look like mine. They had lost their warmth and they were numb, tired and sunken from my continuous cries, with heavy eyebags from numerous nights of not being able to sleep. I looked like a walking corpse. I couldn't sleep, not when I repeatedly kept seeing skittles, Nana and Ama in my dreams. They were disappointed in me. They wanted me to keep fighting. But I couldn't. No
THIRD PERSON'S POV THOUSANDS OF YEARS AGO. The people of Coldcrest Pack noticed the change in the air. It was airy and filled with love. Something that was a rarity in their pack. But that was because their Alpha and King, Enzo and his wife, Sera, had just found out the good news. They were going to have a baby. "Finally!" Enzo grinned, his hands rubbing the slender shoulders of Sera. "The gods have blessed us with an heir." Sera only gave a weak smile as she rubbed the huge baby bump. It was extremely normal for she-wolves to give birth within the span of four to five months. Even three. But the child inside her was growing rapidly. It scared her. She had only found out last week and decided to tell her mate this morning. Of course, Enzo had immediately called the best midwives to check on her and they found out she was pregnant. She had noticed the look on the faces of the midwives when they found out she was only a week gone. Her damned belly looked like she was going to p
And have her way she did. Sera had her way and she somehow convinced her mate, Enzo, to let her keep the baby. As the weeks went by, her health had begun to deteriorate and things got worse. She was losing a lot of blood and she was getting thinner by the day. She felt like she was losing her soul as the day got by. But still, her faith didn't lessen. Instead, the barriers replenished her strength. It gave her courage. Then the day finally came. The day Ares Aragorn was born. He was born mid-day but the cloud had immediately dampened and the air turned dark and sinister. His arrival was strictly out of a horror movie. Seat gripping and soul snatching. Rain pattered harshly on the roof of the mansion as Sera screamed in agony. Enzo stood beside his wife, throughout her tears– he was her rock comfort, even when she screamed and cried from the feeling of being torn apart by the baby trying to make its way out. He stood by her and he loathed every moment of her pain– every moment
"That doesn't justify the evil and completely unreasonable," I had dragged out the last word, "things that he has done." Madam Yelena had given me a look. I rolled my eyes. "Okay! Maybe it does. But still, making people reject their mates because they're humans? THAT! Is totally unreasonable." She moved to grasp both of my hands. "Which is why you're here to put an end to this, child. I believe the Moon goddess gave Ares a human mate for a purpose." I sighed, walking faster to my destination as I remember our parting words after Madam Yelena gave me a more detailed version of Ares's bad past. I agreed that what the humans and vampires did to his parents was utterly disgusting but Ares had lived for thousands of years. That was a lot of time to sit and down and process things. Instead of being the unreasonable prick, he is. The bucket and long broomstick clanked together as I took the elevator to the sixth floor. Ares's quarters. I dreaded this moment and I prayed to whoever
My heart stopped working. It fucking stopped and my stomach bottomed out. The gasp I was about to let out got stuck in my throat and my lips trembled against his. Against his cold but soft lips. My eyes stung from the tears and my heart felt full. I didn't dare open my eyes. Fearful that this moment would stop. Fearful that he would pull away from me. I didn't dare breathe. And when those soft luscious lips brushed softly against mine, once then twice. I shattered. I lost it. I shakily brought my hands up and placed them on his shoulders. I tilted my head until it bumped against the shelf behind me, letting his lips lock better with mine. I parted my lips. He captured my bottom lip. Sucking on it lightly, trying to ingrain the shape into his head. Before brushing his lips against mine all over again. The tremors of my lips were evident as I let my tears slip out freely. His mouth pressed against mine more firmly. The scruff around his lips chafed against my cheek and I
AKIRA'S POV Ares was indeed up for any challenge I brought his way. After effectively shutting me up with his lips, we kissed for seconds which turned into minutes and hours. We stood, with me backed against the shelf and his hands roaming around my body, gripping every part of my flesh he could put his hands on. I was sure my ass cheeks were red with the bruising grip he had on them. After kissing me breathless. And content. He took me to his ensuite bathroom and undressed me. His hands dragged my petite frame, sensually, slowly peeling every piece of linen out of my body. My heart thudded and my core quivered throughout the entire time. We were standing in the middle of his huge bathroom now. His hands found themselves on my bare waist as he stared into my green eyes and I stared into his steely grey ones. "What now?" I whispered. I wasn't the outspoken girl I was in the study. I was finally starting to grasp the fact that this was in fact real. He didn't answer. Instead
AKIRA'S POV When Ares said I had clothes, I expected a few clothes. Maybe jeans and some tops from one of his old whores. But as I dried myself with the huge white towels I found in his bathroom, I walked into his room to find clothes sprawled all over his bed. Female clothes. They included designer gowns, tops, jeans, different sets of lingerie, stockings, garter belts and so much more. And they were all my sizes. My gaze fleeted to the boxes on the floor beside his bed. My brows jumped when I opened one to reveal a pair of heels. Louis Vuitton. I swallowed. I wasn't going to open the rest of the boxes. I knew my poor heart wouldn't be able to take their contents. I sighed, suddenly wishing Ama was here. Or Eve. They were both fashion freaks/gurus. They would flip at the number of clothes in front of me. A midnight black dress called out to me. It was thin-strapped and low-backed, with a tulle skirt and a deep v-neck that showed just the right amount of cleavage. It didn't r