Alora. The moment Ares grabbed my hair, I jerked awake from my sleep. I had been dreaming of my past, locked in this dark room and curled against the wood of the bed, scared until Ares burst in angrily. Loud noises scared me, mostly because whenever Jax was angry he slammed the door and threw things around the room making me cower in fear. Whenever there were loud noises, I associated it with fear. And I hated it. Fear brought pain. Ares grabbed my head, forcing me to look up at him and I was instantly taken aback by his red eyes, and his breath of alcohol. Was he drunk? He looked like he was as his eyes could hardly focus on mine, infact, the room was still dark so I could barely make out any of his features. I didn't understand his sudden burst of anger or what I had done. Was it still because I played the piano? I thought, looking up at him fearfully with wide violet eyes. "How dare you?" He asked before gripping my hair tighter and jerking my face towards him. I g
Alora. As I sat there, my head wrapped around Ares' palm with fingers caressing my cheeks, his other hand wrapped around my waist and his lips locked with mine. I was speechless. It was like my mind had run blank, my thoughts vanished into nothingness, every fear I had felt earlier dissolved, dispersing into the wind and leaving me emotionless. Ares' lips ran over mine and I finally started to realize what was happening. Ares was kissing me! The Alpha of The Blood Moon Pack, Ares Delgado, Jax's number one enemy, was kissing me! I was too stunned to pull away. To shocked to blink, I could taste the alcohol in his lips and the softness of those pink lips against mine. I had expected someone like Ares to be rough, but his lips on mine were gentle as if wanting to taste every part of them. Every part of me stood at alert and as much as I didn't want to react to the kiss, I could feel a heat growing inside of me, steadily and almost unnoticeable. And just as Ares had placed
Ares. "Alpha, are you listening?" Seth asked, and I nodded, tearing my gaze from the window and turning to him. We are currently in my office, my meeting had ended a few hours ago and Victor and Seth had followed me right to my office. My head banged in pain and I was almost sending them both out so I could take a nap. But as usual Seth was bugging me about the pack ceremony that was coming up in a few days. Every month, we celebrated the newly mated wolves as they marked themselves under the full moon. It was a ritual I had grown tired of but as usual, the elders would be there to make sure everything went right. "I am." I answered through gritted teeth, snatching the bottle of water on my table and taking a huge gulp. "The full moon is coming also. Would you be able to bear it this time?" Seth asked and I fell silent. The full moon was indeed a few days away, the same night as the ceremony and I knew what to expect just when the moon formed the perfect circle. "Don't
Ares. I unlocked the door, taking out the key from the keyhole as I pushed the door opened. It was evening so the setting sun casted bright orange rays of light into the room, making it almost magical as my room was mostly dark and uninviting. I scented Alora immediately and I turned my gaze to where she was shackled to my bed. Her violet eyes were fixed on me, fear filled them and I suddenly grew tired of the scared aura that radiated off her. Her legs were pulled to her chest shielding some part of her body from me, I ran my eyes down the scars on her hands as they were lifted above her head chained to my bed in a discomforting way. Her black hair looks greasy and I suddenly felt the urge to see them glow once more when she washed them. There were eye bags underneath her violet eyes, leaving dark circles around them. She said nothing as I walked into the room, closing the door behind me and taking a step towards her. Her fear intensified, almost choking me and I saw how emba
Alora. I stared at the paper just beside my feet, the words weren't familiar. At least I could identify a few words like "English", "Math" and "Textbook" because I had seen them a lot in Jax's books. But that was as far as my vocabulary went. I didn't understand what was in this paper Ares had thrown at me and my eyes blurred with tears as I stared down at it. How had he even known? I hadn't told Lana or any of the girls so how did he find out I couldn't read? The words laid in my throat as I was unable to ask him. It would only just confirm that I was an illeterate, an uneducated slave who knew nothing. "Are you deaf? Read it." Ares said, sounding a bit angry and I cowered away from him in fear. Goosebumps filled my skin, both from the cold and from nervousness as I gulped visibly, peeking at the paper once more. I was a bit dyslexic so I couldn't even try to understand it if I tried and a tear fell past my eyes staining the paper. I shivered, looking o at Ares to see if
Alora. I couldn't fall asleep, even when my body ached and I felt tired to my very core. Maybe it was because I felt very dirty, made and clammy with sweat and even cold. Ares was already asleep, from the sound of his steady breathing and it's only been maybe an hour or so, I stared at the bedside clock, unable to detect the time, I looked away. It was still very dark outside, the moon shone into the room, it was almost full and I couldn't feel excited about it. The full moon was the most exciting time for a werewolf because they felt power, strength and the cord that tied them to the moon goddess. Most days I spent my time thinking about what it felt like to have a powerful being tied to you. What was it like to feel the bond of the moon goddess and the strength of the moon she had bestowed on her people? The ability to shape shift, taking a new form of a wolf, powerful, fast and beautiful. I had seen many colors of my pack wolf, my father's fur was brown while my mother's
Alora. I couldn't sleep the rest of the night and Ares hadn't woken up either, the sun blared through the dark curtains and I was almost tempted to roll under the bed because I knew Seth and Victor would be coming in very soon to meet Ares. I turned to Ares who still slept tiredly on the bed, my mind drifted to what had happened last night and I drew my legs closer to my body as the door slammed open. Seth walked in angrily, arguing with Victor who stood behind him quietly. I grew scared as Seth tore me an angry gaze before his eyes widened in shock at Ares still on the bed. "Fuck! He needs to stop sleeping in on days we have important meetings. The elders will be arriving next week and things need to be in order before then." Seth was saying as he walked towards the bed to shake Ares who groaned loudly and turned slightly. Victor took a silent stance at the door, resting his back against it and folding his arms as he watched Seth. For a second, I thought Ares would wake up
Alora. My ears rang as my cheeks stung from the Aiden smack against it. My mind went blank as my head swerved to the right at the contact. The slap had echoed in the kitchen, freezing everyone in their spot as soft gasps escaped their lips. "What the hell Camilla?!" I heard Carmen yell, as she finally caught up with her sister who was still glaring at me. "It's all her fault!" Camilla yelled. I felt her hand on my shoulder as she forced my eyes to meet hers. My shoulder stung in irritation at her touch but not as much as my cheeks did, so I raised my hand to it, ribbing it softly and trying to recall how I had managed to anger Camilla. What had I done to deserve this? I thought, my eyes tearing up immediately. I had been locked up in Ares' room for three nights in a row. And the only time I had spoken to the girls was on the second day of my arrival. How could a one time moment cause Camilla so much anger that she would slap me? Camilla's blue eyes sparkled with so much