"That doesn't justify the evil and completely unreasonable," I had dragged out the last word, "things that he has done." Madam Yelena had given me a look. I rolled my eyes. "Okay! Maybe it does. But still, making people reject their mates because they're humans? THAT! Is totally unreasonable." She moved to grasp both of my hands. "Which is why you're here to put an end to this, child. I believe the Moon goddess gave Ares a human mate for a purpose." I sighed, walking faster to my destination as I remember our parting words after Madam Yelena gave me a more detailed version of Ares's bad past. I agreed that what the humans and vampires did to his parents was utterly disgusting but Ares had lived for thousands of years. That was a lot of time to sit and down and process things. Instead of being the unreasonable prick, he is. The bucket and long broomstick clanked together as I took the elevator to the sixth floor. Ares's quarters. I dreaded this moment and I prayed to whoever
My heart stopped working. It fucking stopped and my stomach bottomed out. The gasp I was about to let out got stuck in my throat and my lips trembled against his. Against his cold but soft lips. My eyes stung from the tears and my heart felt full. I didn't dare open my eyes. Fearful that this moment would stop. Fearful that he would pull away from me. I didn't dare breathe. And when those soft luscious lips brushed softly against mine, once then twice. I shattered. I lost it. I shakily brought my hands up and placed them on his shoulders. I tilted my head until it bumped against the shelf behind me, letting his lips lock better with mine. I parted my lips. He captured my bottom lip. Sucking on it lightly, trying to ingrain the shape into his head. Before brushing his lips against mine all over again. The tremors of my lips were evident as I let my tears slip out freely. His mouth pressed against mine more firmly. The scruff around his lips chafed against my cheek and I
AKIRA'S POV Ares was indeed up for any challenge I brought his way. After effectively shutting me up with his lips, we kissed for seconds which turned into minutes and hours. We stood, with me backed against the shelf and his hands roaming around my body, gripping every part of my flesh he could put his hands on. I was sure my ass cheeks were red with the bruising grip he had on them. After kissing me breathless. And content. He took me to his ensuite bathroom and undressed me. His hands dragged my petite frame, sensually, slowly peeling every piece of linen out of my body. My heart thudded and my core quivered throughout the entire time. We were standing in the middle of his huge bathroom now. His hands found themselves on my bare waist as he stared into my green eyes and I stared into his steely grey ones. "What now?" I whispered. I wasn't the outspoken girl I was in the study. I was finally starting to grasp the fact that this was in fact real. He didn't answer. Instead
AKIRA'S POV When Ares said I had clothes, I expected a few clothes. Maybe jeans and some tops from one of his old whores. But as I dried myself with the huge white towels I found in his bathroom, I walked into his room to find clothes sprawled all over his bed. Female clothes. They included designer gowns, tops, jeans, different sets of lingerie, stockings, garter belts and so much more. And they were all my sizes. My gaze fleeted to the boxes on the floor beside his bed. My brows jumped when I opened one to reveal a pair of heels. Louis Vuitton. I swallowed. I wasn't going to open the rest of the boxes. I knew my poor heart wouldn't be able to take their contents. I sighed, suddenly wishing Ama was here. Or Eve. They were both fashion freaks/gurus. They would flip at the number of clothes in front of me. A midnight black dress called out to me. It was thin-strapped and low-backed, with a tulle skirt and a deep v-neck that showed just the right amount of cleavage. It didn't r
My nerves threatened to swallow me whole when he placed his hand on my lower back and led me to the elevator on his floor. And they didn't relax even as we rode the elevator in silence. I didn't dare speak in the elevator, knowing that if I opened my mouth I was going to ask him to take me right there in the damn elevator. He steered me to the lobby– yes, his mansion had a freaking lobby– and then to the front of the mansion. I bit hard into my bottom lip when we walked past a group of maids and they stared at me with shock plastered all over their faces. I could only reward them with smug smiles. Yes, I was the Alpha's mate– and whore. I snickered inwardly. When the guards pushed open the door, my jaw almost touched the ground in amazement. The scenery in front of the mansion was beautiful. Ever since I stepped feet – well, not willingly– into the mansion, I had never ventured past the kitchen and the backyard. It wasn't that we were never allowed to, I just never wanted to.
"You're telling me you didn't have sex with him last night?" Eve asked, dumbfounded. Her blonde hair shone under the sunlight streaming into my room from her spot on the window next to the balcony. Yes, you read that right. My room. After Ares and I got back from our date last night, he gave me a room right next to his. In his words, he has never shared a bed with anyone and I would hardly make a difference. I guess he was back to being mean. But I didn't object, instead, I gave him a big grin and a kiss on his cheek before walking into my new room. Lenny's eyes were wide open as she shrieked. "What are we missing here, Akira?!" I laughed, sitting upright on my very soft King-sized bed. "I guess he wanted to be a gentleman?" "Lycans are everything but gentle." Lenny deadpanned. "You should know that by now. I expected you to call us here asking for advice on how to walk with a sore pussy or how to cover up your hickey, but definitely not on how to ask your mate to let you see
AKIRA'S POV The next few minutes consisted of me asking around for Magnus. He was pretty easy to find, but it took a great deal of my imperfect acting skills to convince him that Ares wanted him to be my guard for the day. The poor young wolf was elated, he said something about finally being able to prove his worth to Ares. And I almost felt bad for lying to him. But when I wanted something, I would go the extra mile for it. Madam Yelena was harder to convince when I requested for Carla to be dropped and for me to follow Eve and Lenny but once I mentioned Ares's name that seemed to quench her worries. Although she still did look sceptical, I brushed it off. Now, Eve, Lenny and I were seated in the backseat of one of Ares's Jeeps and we were heading to the market. Eve nudged my shoulder with hers. "How did you do it?" Her curious blue eyes pinned me to the spot. "Are we in any trouble?" I turned to look at her with a huge grin. "We're not in any trouble." I shrugged. "Let's j
AKIRA'S POV I had felt just about every emotion that came from Ares. But the emotions I was feeling now were heavy– glaring. It ranged from hurt to disappointment and then to anger. The anger was more prominent. It was pumping through my veins, fast. And it was what woke me up from unconsciousness. And it was all my fault. If only I had listened. I inhaled slowly as I tried to figure out where I was with my eyes shut. I was on a bed– that, I figured. But there was someone here, someone who wasn't Ares was sitting very close to me. Although I knew Ares was in the room also. I gasped in pain and my eyes shot open when I felt pressure on my wound. I looked beside me to find the culprit and it was Madam Yelena. She gave me a sad smile. "Akira, how do you feel now?" My eyes roamed around the room and in my peripheral gaze, I saw Ares standing next to the vanity stand in my room. He was sitting on the edge of it, with his hands folded and he was looking right at me. I quick