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Chapter Thirty-Two: He couldn't be
His strong hands moved from my hair and touched the tip of my chin. I closed my eyes, enjoying his soft touch.
"What are these feelings I am feeling for you?" he asked me.
"I don't know," I said softly, as I opened my eyes and watched his fingers play with my chin.
"You are as clueless as I am," he said, as he moved his hand away from my chin, disappointed.
"I'm sorry I can't help you," I told him.
"There is nothing for you to be sorry about, beautiful," he said.
My cheeks became red, hearing him call me beautiful.
"No," I said softly, not for him to hear, as I shook my head, reminding myself that he was not my mate, but Cindy's.
"What is wrong?" he asked me, worried.
"Nothing," I said.
Ares smiled at me. Seeing he was harmless, I wanted to free him from the cell, but first I had to let Frank know Ares would never hurt anyone.
"I don't understand what these feelings are and why we both share the
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"No, it couldn't be. It could not be," I said shocked. "You feel it and I feel it, don't you?" Ares questioned me. Tears started to escape my eyes as the feeling inside me strengthened, trying to pull me back toward him. I sobbed as I held my chest, fighting the compelling feeling. "You are my mate," Ares again said. I wiped away my tears as I looked at the attractive red-haired man behind the bars. "We are not mates," I told him. "Then what are these feelings? Why do I feel the need to protect you and why won't I be able to leave you?" Ares asked me. I could see in his eyes that he, too, was unable to control the strange feeling that possessed our bodies. I stood silently, not knowing what to say. What if Cindy had not told me he was his mate, would I have believed him? What if she thought wrong and Ares was not her mate? No, no. I shook my head as I tried to clear my head of the troubling thoughts. "Te
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I was lost in his bright green eyes that were similar to mine. I never realized that I also had beautiful eyes until I saw his eyes. His eyes were mesmerizing. I closed my eyes as he gently stroked my cheek and caressed my face with the back of his hand. I enjoyed the touch of his warm hands and wanted to feel him against my skin even more. I slowly opened my eyes as I felt his hand against my left cheek and again returned my eyes to his. Ares gently moved one of his hands away from my cheek to move my hair from my face, placing it behind my ear. I parted my lips, lost in his attractive features, enjoying every moment of his touch. I could feel my wolf inside me jumping excitedly, happy he was there. I pushed my body toward him, resting my head on his bare muscular chest, feeling his hard chest against my face and wanting to be close to him—closer than I had ever been to anyone. He wrapped his robust arms around me and pushed himself backward, getting comfortable in
The Wolf Without a Name Chapter Thirty-Five: A sudden change of behavior
I started to cry, hating that they were all against the great bond I and Ares were sharing. I wished they believed I was telling the truth. I stood nervously as I saw Francine and Frank returning to the kitchen. "She is gone, all because of you," Frank accused me. "But I did not do anything," I said. "Hah!" I held my left cheek. "Your behavior as a young she-wolf disgusts me," Francine said. I pushed myself away from her and stood sobbing at the kitchen counter. "When will we know if the man has given the Alpha the letter," she asked her mate. "Today," Frank said. "The businessman will be returning this evening to purchase more lumber from me." "Good," Francine said and glanced at me with great disgust in her eyes. "The faster we carry out this plan, the faster we'll get rid of this fool," she said, scoffing at me. She kissed her husband and said her goodbyes before heading to work, as usual, at the devi
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"Let me go!" I screamed as I twisted my body, trying to escape from him. The tall dark-haired man held me tighter, preventing me from escaping. "Cindy! Cindy!" I shouted for help. The man beside me laughed. "Jim," he said to the one holding me, "she's calling out for the girl who sold her." They both laughed. My eyes widened and I fell to the hard ground to my knees while Jim continued to hold me from behind. Hot tears poured from my eyes. I was petrified. "Cindy," I said, softly, as I felt a vein in my head pulsating as if I was about to lose my mind. I could not believe she had done that to me. "Yes," she sold you for the cheapest price, just to get rid of you," Scott said. "I don't know what you did to her to cause her to want to get rid of you," he continued. "Know that you should not mess with us. "Cindy, I thought we were friends," I said through my sobs. I could not believe she'd lied to me, bringin
The Wolf Without a Name Chapter Thirty-Seven: The land of alpha Logan
Was the Alpha standing before me Ares's father as well? I was shocked at the thought. No, no, it could not be. Perhaps his father was a different Alpha, not the heartless wolf standing before me. The more I wanted Ares and I to have different fathers, the more I noticed how similar the Alpha's features were to Ares's and mine. I was convinced that Ares was my brother and not my mate. I clenched my teeth, trying to wipe away the horrible thought, not wanting it to be true. Ares could never be related to a monster like him. "You are safe, now," Alpha Logan said. He was clueless that I was his daughter or of the wrong he had done in the past. I did not move, not caring that he could see my nakedness. I continued to stare at him. Anger had started to bubble up inside me, building within like an endless tower as I thought about the horrible and painful life he had made me endure because he could not control his penis. "Come," he said, and stretched out his
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