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Chapter Eighty-Three
Chimdi Jane SamuelWell this wasn't the ending of the full moon ceremony that I was hoping for. Alora is running away because she feels she doesn't belong to Ares and only adding to his pain. She still feels like a slave despite everything Ares has shown her. But could you really blame her really? What do you think? Also Ares is in pain, alone in the woods as he watches her leave him behind. What do you think he is going to do? Would Alora find somewhere to hide? What do u think of her running away? Do u think she had started to grow feelings for Ares? Was it cruel to Ares to leave him like that? Let me know in the comments. Just 2 more chapters to the end of this season! More information would be passed soon on Season 2. Stay tuned and see you soon, Jane ♥️
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Ares. I walked back home slowly, dragging my school bag along the floor, my head bowed as I looked at the pavement that led to the front porch of our house. It had been my first day at school and while my mother had dropped me off without giving me much information on what to expect, I didn't realize it would be cruel. School was cruel. I pushed open the door, not surprised it wasn't locked. I entered the dark room that looked like no one had lived here for days. But I knew my mom was home. Her scent gave it away and though I didn't know what exactly she smelled off, but the pill bottles discarded around the sitting room gave off the exact smell. I stretched my three year old frame along the wall, searching for the light switch frantically before I found it, turning it on as light flooded the sitting room. Though it was afternoon, the clouds were dark outside, signaling it was going to rain soon adding more darkness to the room and I was glad we had power supply today to
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Alora. I stood frozen, unable to breathe as everything froze around me. It was like everyone had vanished leaving behind the monster who tormented me. Jax stood in front of me. A dark sinister smile on his lips as he locked his eyes with mine. “Your hair looks different.” He said, his voice barely above a whisper but I heard him as clear as day. People stopped talking, as their eyes fixed on both Jax and I. They were probably wondering what was happening. “Did you dye it so I wouldn’t find you?” He asked again, his voice sending shivers down my spine as I finally let out a breath and tears filled my eyes. I was a fool. I had left Ares pack, looking to find freedom but instead I was going back to the fire I had once escaped. My heart thundered in my chest and I felt any second, it would jump out to the cold concertante floor. Jax chuckled, his eyes glittered with evil as he kept them on me before he glanced sideways. “Bring her to me.” He told one of his men beside him
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Alora. I didn’t know how much time had passed, didn’t know how long I had been here. But what I knew was that I was tired, numb and in pain. My twisted ankle was long, numb, swollen in a dark bruise and every now and then when I tried to move it ached badly making me cry all over again. My body was sore all over from being in the same position for hours, and I felt so dirty. My head was in a constant ache like a drum patrol was going on there leaving me in a state of constant torment. My hands were numb behind me and my neck ached from when Ares had grabbed me. Thinking about Ares again, I let more tears fall past my eyes. It wasn’t only the guilt of leaving him,m at his weakest but also because of the way he had looked at me. Like I was some betrayal, some stain to him. I couldn’t bear those hateful blue eyes directed at me. And it only confused me why I felt that way. Why did I want Ares to look at me in some other loving and soft way? Why did I crave his attention, his c
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