All Chapters of My Ex-Lover’s Daughter Is My Mate: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Ares’s POVI walked back into the palace with wobbly feet. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. Who could have sent that man? As soon as I walked back into the palace, I saw Belladonna there again. She was barely giving me any space, and I kind of liked it. I didn’t want to do anything I couldn’t account for. I didn’t want to drink either.The mystery of what the previous priestess was about to do before her head was cut off was still a mystery to me. We hadn’t figured that out yet. “Is there any issue?” I asked, and she shook her head.“It’s not important for now, but what happened? I saw how you were hurrying downstairs.” I looked away. “I got a message from someone. Apparently, they know exactly who is with Violet and probably where she was.Her eyes lighted up unnaturally. It seemed supernatural, in fact. “So where is she? And when are you going?”“Tomorrow. And no, I don’t know where she is. That is what I’m going to find out.”“Do you want me to come with you?” she asked,

Violet’s POVFinally, I was going to see them. I couldn’t ignore the gut feeling that was telling me to pretend that I wasn’t feeling okay. Would that somehow save me? Before I could try to fake a stomach ache, I was already dragged outside by my hair. I turned back to see if Eric was following. He was walking slowly behind us. His eyes were sad, and he could barely look at me. I wanted to ask him what happened. Was he sad because he was remembering everything that happened the night before? Or was he sad because he had remembered what Ares had done to him? Or worse, was he sad and scared for me? I didn’t want to think that far. Everything was going to be fine. The weather was still gloomy, just the way I was feeling. Eric’s voice was ever present in my head, telling me all the things that Ares had done to him. I still couldn't comprehend everything I heard. “Move!” one of the men said, shoving me by the shoulder so hard that I fell to the ground. He grabbed me up by my hair agai

Ares’ POV I watched how tiny she looked on the bed. How had she grown so much confidence? It was hot as fuck, even if it was stupid of her to start an argument with the Alpha of her pack. It made me remember someone. The last person I wanted to remember that day. Even as she spoke, it felt like it wasn't her. Her collarbones were prominent, and I was sure I could definitely count her ribs underneath her dress.I placed my hands on them, and she flinched. She was sleeping for fuck's sake, and she could still feel the pain in her back. I pretended like I didn't see the scar when I went to pick her up. Or the red marks on her face that were definitely from slapping. Even Belladonna had added to that. Or the splinters of wood that were still on her face. She was not lying down on them. I wanted to be angry, but I couldn't. My hands felt too weak to even form any kind of fists. She was extremely weak. And she wasn't healing quickly. Was it all me? Was she that weak because she had trie

Ares’ POVViolet was being nice. Too nice for my liking. Even when she was trying to be nice, she was never as nice as that. I hoped to hell that she was not pretending. Because if she was pretending, I could as well just go to hell. She was being nice, fine. But she was quite overdoing it. The Elders wanted to have a meeting with her as regards the mating ceremony. I already knew what her response was going to be. And I had already fucked up by bringing the meeting while I was just five minutes into being nice with her. She was at least smart enough to put two and two together. And it wouldn’t take her as much time as it would take a normal person. If she hadn’t already tried understanding everything herself.Maybe there was just no need to pretend with her. I could just go straight up and tell her what she needed to do. If she was ever going to agree with me, of course.She was still staring at me when a knock came at the door. I groaned internally for not locking the door when I

Violet’s POV​“No, not that one,” I whined. “The wine-coloured dress behind the blue one.” Ares was trying so hard to pack my clothes. And trust me, I was not making any part of it easy for him. The only part I agreed to pack for myself was my undies. I wanted him to pack them. And I was making it difficult for him with the description of the colours. He was thinking I was in so much pain, so he did not complain.“That’s the last one,” he finally announced as he pushed one of my gowns into the bag. The car was ready, and he led me downstairs. The people at the pack were now bowing down to greet Ares again. I could see the pride on his face as they did that. “Where are you guys going?” Belladonna asked, blocking the exit for the both of us. I wanted to complain, but talking to her was the last thing I wanted to do. As far as I could remember, her business was always with Ares. “Can you just move out of the way?” Ares asked, but she still had her eyes locked on me. I couldn’t help b