All Chapters of Eternal Wolves: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Ares’s POV I heard a beautiful woman giggling. She was in the other room, my bedroom. Curious, I slowly stalk towards my bedroom door and open it.Her body is splayed out on my bed like a sitting dessert, waiting for me to feast on her. Her tits are plump and exposed and she is running her hands down the front of her body slowing even further down when she reaches those tantalizing breasts only a goddess could possess and she squeezes them firmly, cupping them and continuing down the front of her body to her most sensitive spot.  I can’t see her face, but for some reason I know she's smiling when she moans, “Oh Ares...I need your help…”  She’s teasing me.

We arrived at the spa where our hair appointments were made and the minute we pulled in, the paparazzi began swarming. Humans know of our existence, we just tend to stay within pack territory and if we have to leave our territory to venture into the human areas of the city, we still tend to stick with businesses owned by wolves so we can avoid the paparazzi. Over the years, instead of fearing us as humans used to, at some point, they began to grow infatuated with us. Or at least some humans have. We get stalkers, fanatics that beg us to turn them into wolves, and the paparazzi wanting photos of wolves. The higher the rank of the wolf, the higher the price for the photo. I didn’t even want to know how much humans were paying for photos of me right now, so I wasn’t surprised to see the swarm of them outside the spa we frequent for our hair appointment. The news vans were outside waiting too, to ask me questions and get a glimpse of Ani and me, I’m sure. We jumped out of the li

I stayed out on the dance floor most of the night with Ani and Alexia because I realized that as long as I was dancing, Fen stayed away. He wasn’t a good dancer and was currently a little too drunk to do that much movement. The night was going well, but I still hadn’t found my mate. Plenty of guys asked to dance with me, and I was happy to oblige, but at the end of each dance, we both knew we weren’t a match so they politely excused themselves and went on to mingle with others. “I need a drink. I’m sweating!” I tell Ani and Alexia as I leave the dance floor. “Okay girl! Hurry back soon!” Alexia says as she continues dancing to the beat of the song ‘Timber’ by Pitbull. “FINALLY...I was wondering how long it would take you to tire of dancing.” Fen blurts out as he sees me retreat from the dance floor. “C’mon! Let’s go sit by Lane. He’s been saving us seats.” “Okay, I’ll be there in a second. I just need to grab a bottle of water first.” I tell him as I

I just finished getting ready for the Mate’s Ball when a guard let me know my uncle would like to speak with me. On my way to find him, I stopped at the open bar that was already set up in the ballroom for the party and picked up a glass of scotch. I have no intention of finding my mate this season. I’m 26 and for a she-wolf that is old to be finding a mate, but for an alpha male, that was par for the course. Most of us found our mates between the ages of 22-28. I enjoyed my single life. I had plenty of ladies' beds to warm and was never in short supply when I wanted it. My father urged me to find my mate, but I’m just not interested. I know one day that will change, but not today. As I approach my uncle, I realize he is going to ask me to do something I don’t want to do. “Good afternoon King Harmon, how can I help you?” I state sauntering over with my glass of scotch. “Ahh, Fen! So good to see you! I have the noblest of duties for you tonight!” My uncle bell

“I expect you to make a good impression.” Alpha Lucian, my father, glared at me as we arrived at the Black Claw packhouse in our limo with two black SUV escort vehicles in front of us and behind us. “Yes, father,” I respond rather blandly. I know he expects me to be on my best behavior, and he expects me to find my mate. I roll my eyes in my mind since I know my father would beat me for actually rolling my eyes at him. We spent the last twenty-four hours traveling to the Black Claw pack from our pack to attend the annual Mates Ball and week-long festivities associated with the ball and claiming. Father committed to attending for the first time since I turned 18 because he is ready to officially retire and wants to try to make some alliances on my behalf before he passes the Alpha title to me, not that I need his help with alliances. More than likely, I’ll end up ending those alliances once I take over since father and I have never seen eye-to-eye on how to run the pa