Novel & Cerita Kratos Ares My Life Is Yours

I feel grateful for him and he has never judged me for being human. “My beautiful Luna! Your Back!” Mason screamed and launched himself into my arms. “Mason! My main Alpha.” I spin him around. “What about me Mason?” Evelyn asked pouting “Eve, you know I love you too but I could never take you from Erik, I might win in a fight but a mate is a mate.” We all chuckle and he reaches out for Evelyn to hug and Erik ruffles his hair. “What if I am her mate Mas?” “You can’t be Chris! Your mine.” Aria screamed running and jumping into Chris’s arms.

The road ahead might be challenging, but with Ares by my side, I knew we could face anything. As we left the café and headed home, I felt a renewed sense of purpose and strength. Ares's unwavering support and love were the pillars that held me up, and I was determined to be strong for both him and our baby. The warm afternoon sun bathed us in a golden glow, casting long shadows on the pavement. I glanced at Ares, his profile strong and resolute, and felt a surge of affection. He had been my rock through everything, and I was eternally grateful.

The air in the room shifted, growing heavier. “Ava,” Luna prompted, raising her eyebrow. Ava exhaled sharply, sitting up straighter. “Something’s off.” Luna looked at her in confusion, “What do you mean?” Ava pointed at the screen. “Look at his eyes.” Luna did. And then she saw it. There was no reflection in his pupils. No catchlight from the bright studio lights, no mirrored image of the set. Just a void, deep, endless, like looking into something that didn’t belong.

With each word Chad uttered, Timothy's face paled further. The pain he had personally experienced and had nearly shattered his sanity was now cruelly recounted through icy words. It was not a hallucination of his wolf losing control—it was real pain I had endured. "The coroner also found a miniature crystal sealed by magic in her stomach." Chad's voice trembled violently. "She swallowed it whole. She endured those inhuman tortures to protect it. The crystal contained a secret letter detailing the entire operational plan of a a group of Rogues. They are the lunatics who have been attacking our pack at the border recently, trying to assassinate you!"

a low voice sounded from behind her. "Brother! You-" Andrea started, but he was cut by his older brother. "Ares, what's wrong? You're out of control." Leonardo said concerned now. Ares shook his head, not wanting to remember that dreadful night, and opened his eyes. "I am okay." Ares said as they were watching the two women in front of the SUV, "This hasn't happened before, brother. You need to be careful, or you won't make it until-" Matteo was cut by his brother now. Ares just glared at the three, his brothers, and they all stopped talking In front of the SUV, the two women were ready for anything at this point.

“Don’t, Klaus... Just... don’t. I’m ready.” Closing the distance between us, I place my hand on his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart under my palm. It’s a heart that once beat in sync with mine, in our younger, more innocent days. “Goodbye, Ares,” I whisper, and in one swift motion, I rip his heart from his chest. The life fades from his eyes, leaving behind only the shell of the brother I once knew. As his body slumps, lifeless, before it even hits the ground, I stand there, hand clenched around the still-beating heart. The room is silent, save for the sound of my heavy breathing and the soft thud of his body.

I know his skills out match mine, (not that I know a damn thing about hacking into someones personal life and plastering it all over the internet) which is why he works for Ares. I look down at my phone, not at the photos. I can't stand to look at them any longer. The first one was more than enough to make me spiral out of control. I'm having a hard time not crying right now. How the hell am I supposed to feel about all of this? I'm so confused about everything. My privacy has been invaded and turned into p**n! I just wanted to live my life, be able to pay my bills without drowning in debt. I didn't want a damn thing to do with Ares and someone decided I did. I did not want my life to be so

That’s right, you ugly divine cockroach. Come here. Aria grabs my wrist, panicked. “Clara, no ” I snap the grip with a surge of lightning. “It wants the strongest signal, Aria. Ares is the anchor. you are the core. I’m the storm.” “A storm isn’t stronger than a core,” Aria gasps. “It is,” I say, stepping forward, “if I make it wild enough.” The fragment screeches and dives toward me. Ares roars, golden light bursting from him in frantic, broken arcs. “Clara stop “

Allen asked, confused by the word Sebestian blurted out, taking in the shudder that ran through his body, the look of shame on his face. "I have personally cut fourteen A-Class members wings over the last ten years" Sebestian whispered "which means I have personally been responsible for destroying twenty-eight lives. The people I have destory deserved their fates, their crimes where despicable. But their mates, their future mates, they didn't deserve to have them ripped away from them. How can you want to mate me? How can you even bear to look at me, I have perpetuated this behaviour. I've stood by while the authority has systematically hunted your people and destroyed countless lives. How c

Dean Withers. He is older, but not frail. Not even close. His jet black hair combed neatly away from his face, his uniform pressed to perfection, and a golden crest of Aetherion Academy pinned over his heart. A loyal servant of Elarion. A loyal servant of Aeron- the man responsible for throwing me into Skyless Keep. "Miss Thalorien," he says warmly, gesturing to the chair across from him. "Please, sit." I don't. His smile does not falter, but something sharp flickers behind his eyes.