**This chapter is dedicated to Bonnie for your support on my buy me a coffee. Thank you ♥️ Ares. Alora eyes glistened under the thousands lights above us. It was like a shade of purple only that it appeared like crystals had been trapped in them and as the bright lights passed through it, it splitted into different colors. Orange from the theme of the party, its color splashing from the room across her eyes, and a silver shadow in its wake. It was beautiful. She was beautiful. Like a sea of nothingness, I was lost in them. A space where nothing existed except her. Her face, eyes, hair and body. With her arms around my neck, heat radiated off me, a slick seat glided through the back of my forehead despite the cold air. But that wasn't the most beautiful thing about this moment. It was the way we moved in sync, our short breath slamming against each other as the dance made me breathless. I didn't see myself as a good dancer, but with Alora, every misturn was made into some perfe
**This chapter is specially dedicated to Racheal Blair who has been supporting me since the beginning of this journey. Words can't appreciate you enough for the love and support you've given me. Thank you from my heart♥️ Alora. I smiled as I picked wild flowers as i remembered Ares words. Why does he have to be so vile?! I blushed, storming my feet against the floor. My cheeks felt so hot as I grumbled, snatching the flowers a bit too roughly before I squatted, my dress flowing around me in a soft orange poodle. A warmth filled me as I heard the ruffling of clothes. The Run was about to start and I rose to my feet, turning to the direction of the ballroom. I noticed wolves going to the different rooms before coming out naked. I blushed again. Wolves really had no shame. I looked away and up at the moon that stood full against the clouds. Lana had been right, it was a bright orange. Very beautiful and full of so much power. "The Hunter's Moon is the most beautiful moon in
**This chapter is dedicated to a special someone for your support on my buy me a coffee. Whoever you are, it means a lot to me Thank you ♥️ Alora. The cold air ruffled my hair and my dress making it harder to keep up with Ezra's hurried and long strides. Despite looking very fragile and soft, Ezra wasn't anything but that. His grip was strong and fierce even with having slender and long fingers, his tampered manicured fingernails digging into my skin painfully. Ezra pulled me with enough strength to pull down a tower, his grip was just as powerful as Jax's or Ares' or even more. And I clenched my teeth as I staggered behind him. "Let me go!" I yelled, nearly stumbling against a rock with my high heels that didn't make catching up with him any easier. Deep throaty laugh escaped his lips sending chills down my spine as it echoed in the empty forest. It seems other wolves had gone back to change and continue the ball as no one was in sight. "You need to see who Ares truly is. He's b
**This chapter is specially dedicated to Sway for your support on my buy me a coffee. Thank you♥️ Alora. Ares' wolf was a whole different being. He was happy, cute and adorable. I noticed he liked to sniff at my hand as if checking I was still there. And he had done it about six times in the past minute. He was a whole contradiction to Ares. When Ares was apathetic, his wolf was passionate and When he was emotionless, his wolf was emotional. From his constant glowing red eyes that seemed to me fascinated with my violet ones. And his tongue ran through my face countless times. Ares' wolf was another shade of his host and I found myself drawn to him. I couldn't explain what the feeling was, it was new but beautiful. Like I could count on him to be there for me. A wave of familiarity hit me like a tidal wave and I found my heart reaching out to Ares who had let his wolf take over. A part of me wished I had a wolf too who could relate to Ares' wolf through animal instincts.
**This chapter is specially dedicated to Elizabeth Anne Sessions for your support on my buy me a coffee. Thank you♥️ Ares. I've never known pain in this manner. The pain I was accustomed to was the one that dealt with my body, tearing it apart as I bled from the wreck it caused to my physical body. But this kind of pain was different. It didn't attack my body like the curse did. It didn't make me scream while it tore my back. It didn't feel like a hot iron rod being smeared over my skin. Neither did it feel like a thousand needles piercing me at once. No. It didn't feel like any of that. This pain was different. Like someone was ripping my heart from the inside, off my chest very slowly and painfully. Like it was being squeezed out, taken and thrown off the floor. Like it was crushed under heavy boots, leaving its pieces all over the place. This kind of pain didn't leave an eternal scar over my skin. Instead it smeared my heart with so many invisible scars th
**Thank you everyone who is here, if you're seeing this. You're the best thing that's happened to me since I started this book. I appreciate you. And I'm glad you gave my book a chance. Your support has brought me joy, your patience, love and encouragement. I'm grateful to you. Xo. Alora. "Where are we going?" I asked Jax as he pulled me out of our room and down the hall. It's been a few months and while I had been locked in his room since I had arrived here, it's been lonely. Jax had gone on a business trip the very next day leaving me all alone in his room with only a few maids to attend to me by bringing my meals. I looked up at Jax, his long black hair touching his shoulders and bright cold green eyes staring ahead as his strong arms held my wrist with a brutal force that didn't give any thoughts of running away. I was happy to finally see him after such a long time. But how stupid a fifteen year old me was. Happy that the monster who owned me had returned. But in a few
Ares Delgado. Cold, ruthless, Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack. I was feared but respected by all. I wasn't made to love or to be loved. I was made to eradicate every last member of the White Moon Pack, especially their Alpha. Jax Pentagon. But fate had a different plan for me when I found a broken, beaten and wolfless girl under my bed. And worst of all, she reminds me of the memories of my past, a past I had vowed to forget even though it haunted me at night. A past hidden in darkness. A past cloaked in secrets. A past that turned me into a monster. A word that I hated, just like ‘love’. But I hadn’t always been this way, I was made this way. I was created to be this person. And even though I am not in that cold, dark place anymore. I guess I didn't lose my demons, I only learned to live with them. Now I am going to tell you who Alessio Delgado is, the person I was before I became Ares Delgado, the person you know now. **Hello everyone, I am super happy to get back to writin