This was the true beginning of Ares' past and the hell he faced while growing up. Meeting his father, he had forgotten his mother had warned him saying he had raped her. But he’s only five years old here and it’s normal for kids to forget especially after being in the woods with Seth living off berries and fruits trying to survive for a year. I will be releasing another chapter today so please stay tuned. Let me know what you think of this update? Seth? Giovanni? Young Ares? And leave a vote. See you soonin a few hours, promise, xo, Jane❤️
Alora. “I finally have you!” I heard a voice behind me as I stood in my bathroom in my towel, my red hair dripping wet as I stood in shock, staring at the face of the monster I had lived with for years. Jax stood at my bathroom door, he was wearing a dark suit, his shirt unbuttoned revealing tan skin and a series of tattoos running down his chest. His long legs closing the distance between us. He pushed his long black hair away from his face revealing an evil gleam in those green eyes that put the garden outside to shame. “H—how did you get in?” I asked, my heart thumping loudly in my chest as I took a step back even Jax grabbed me, pressing me against his chest as he smiled, his eyes fixed on my lips. “It was easy.” He drawled, his fingers circling my waist as he held me still when I tried to let go but Jax was powerful, he wasn’t the Alpha for nothing and I feared him. “Ares let me. He let me get to you.” He told me as he smiled when I froze. I shook my head, unable to proc
Alora. I was born on a moonless night, and that meant I had no wolf. According to the laws of my pack, anyone born on the moonless night was neither wolf nor human. And that child would be killed along with the parents. My parents being the selfish wolves made a pact with my Alpha that I would be given to him on my fifteenth birthday as a slave in exchange for their lives. The first ten years of my life weren't pleasant because I was a constant reminder of the mockery my parents faced every day and they never failed to show me how much they hated me. I was made to do hard labor and face abuse, and the pack didn't pity me either. I was an outcast, neither human nor wolf. So I was often treated as a nobody, insulted and looked down on and it didn't help that I was smaller than the average human form. I had no identity, no freedom and no peace. I worked hard daily from pleasing my parents and pleasing the pack. But I still found no favor in the sight of either of them. Often
Alora. Thump. Thump. Thump. The sound of heavy footsteps that sent vibrations on the floor I was currently kneeling on sent shivers down my spine. Each sound like the sound of beating war drums, it resonated in my ears as the hair on the back of my head stood erect. The sound of the powerful being, the Alpha that owned me making his way down the hall just outside our room. Those footsteps that I had grown accustomed to sent goosebumps flying over my skin. My heart thumped loudly in my chest, threatening to jump out any minute. It was dark outside and inside too, but I had grown accustomed to it. I scrambled from the kneeling position near the bed as the footsteps became louder and closer. The chains that connected to the one on my neck before joining with the wall pinning me to only a few centimeters rattled against my movement. My hands shook in fear as I pushed myself underneath the bed, shielding myself from the monster that was about to walk into the room. But even I k
Alora. I struggled once more as soon as Jax took off his clothing and I saw his big member fully erect and pointed at me as if it was telling me to stay still. Despite all Jax's disgusting features he was still handsome and his tan skin glittered under the moonlight, his wolf head tattoo was the only dark contrast to his skin and when he flexed his biceps it moved a little as if howling at me. "You know what happens next, so stop moving around. I'm too hungry to care." Jax said, his voice losing its usual tone overshadowed by his wolf as his red eyes shimmered brightly before he climbed the bed. He climbed above me, pinning me to the bed and I struggled to get away but he grabbed the chains on my neck and spun me back, cutting off the air that traveled down my lung as he slammed my back to the bed. Panic rose from within me as Jax smirked at me, revealing a row of pearly white teeth with his canine growing longer and it was only a matter of time before he sank them into my neck
Alora. I waited a few hours until I was certain Jax was fully asleep. On full moons like this while he was strongest, he was also weak. The power of the moon fueled and drained him completely and when he slept off like this it wasn't until afternoon before he woke up. But the risky part of it was that Jax was a very light sleeper and he had extremely good hearing. If a pin would drop he would be fully awake, eyes blazing and ready for attack. I glanced back at him, his eyes closed and his long lashes falling on his cheeks, there was no imperfection on Jax's face and I understood why she wolves wanted him but he had rejected everyone of them. I didn't know where Jax stood on having a mate but it was obvious he wasn't letting me go any time soon. And for that I hated him. He had caused me so much pain and misery and this was my only chance to get away from him. I wiggled under his arm and he growled before pulling me closer to him. I frowned as I looked outside, the moon was stil
Ares. "Is he ready to talk now?" I asked Victor, one of my most trusted warriors, as I looked around the basement boredly. It was past midnight and I was getting tired from the days job but the little fucker we had captured snooping around my borders wasn't willing to talk. Victor turned to me, he was a tall man almost my height but I towered over him, over everyone. He had short blonde hair and a deep scar running down the side of his face narrowly missing his cold grey eyes. He was my second right hand man after my Beta and after he had proven himself worthy to me, he had gained my trust and now I trusted him with my life. "No Alpha, he still refuses to talk." Victor said and I yawned, pulling myself away from the wall I was resting against as I approached the captive. It was a man who was around his late thirties, he was strapped to the chair and bloodied from all the beating he had endured. His left eye was swollen shut and his other eyes looked up at me in fear. That's
Alora. Run, keep running and don't look back. Those words kept resonating in my ears like the echo of a loud beating drum. My heart thumped loudly in my chest as I placed one foot after the other and navigated my way through the dark thick woods. Keep running, Alora! I told myself as I had started to pant heavily from the current stress my body was going through, I had never had to run before. Five years locked up in Jax house and I've hardly ever stepped out of his home, I didn't even know what running felt like anymore. But today I was running, running away from the dark nightmares I was born into and made to stay in forever. I didn't want to live that life anymore and today was the day I would find the freedom I deserved. A part of me wanted to see my parents one more time before I finally decided to leave, but I knew turning back would mean I traded my freedom for seeing them. No doubt Jax must have noticed I was gone by now and I knew that if I decided to go after my pa
Alora. I couldn't stop myself from trembling with fear and anticipation. The man who drove the car was silent and he wasn't human either. He was a werewolf too, not an ordinary one, he bled of power and the aura surrounding him made me shiver in fear as I snuggled between the chairs to avoid being found. No doubt if I unmasked myself he would find me, or if I made the slightest noise he would know someone was there. Werewolves were known to have extremely good hearing and this man was powerful enough to hear me out. But he seemed to be distracted by his thoughts as I noticed every now and then he sighed like something was troubling him, but I was too scared to peep and look at him. I tried to avoid moving at all, even the slightest sound and I would be found. I couldn't risk anyone finding me, the plan was that when the car came to a stop and he got out, I would leave too and find refuge somewhere. I didn't have anywhere to go but I couldn't go to any other pack, no pack accepte