Valeria’s POV“Stop that!” I yell, but Ares just twists Matthew’s arm harder, almost to the point of breaking. “That’s enough!”He doesn’t listen to me. He just sneers as Matthew groans and whimpers. Alpha Malcolm and my dad both step forward to stop him, but they freeze when Ares flashes them a dea
Soon enough, all of them are talking to me, trying to argue their cases and tell me how unjustified it was to be punishing them.“If that is the case, then you really aren’t my daughter!”“I treated you as a sister, how could you do this to me?”“I loved you when no one else did, I saved you by beco
Valeria’s POV“What?” I splutter, pushing Ares away. The spell has been broken. The only thing that lingers in the air between us right now is the fact that he’s going to take me to his palace. “But you can’t do that. I didn’t ask for that.”His gaze turns from calm to stern. “I’m afraid there’s not
“It’s better that you rest,” she tells me, and if that’s not a code for ‘shut up’, I don’t know what is.I do as she says and close my eyes, trying to concentrate on rest. It doesn’t take long for me to doze off, considering the stress of the night.When I wake up, the car is already parked, and Bet
Ares’s POVValeria’s scent is still all over me as I take another car and drive it myself, heading out of the Diamond Pack and into the forest surrounding it. Memories of her touch fill my mind, snapping me out of focus for a while.I can’t believe I finally found her. And I can’t believe that she i
When I was ten, I saw my father kissing another woman in the palace itself. Even as a child, it was strange to me that he was showing affection to someone that was not my mother. Because of that, I told her.She never treated me like a stupid child. She sat me down and told me about his relations.“
Ares’s POVMy pulse starts to race as the cold tip of the blade grazes my skin. But then, a smile starts to creep into my face. “Let me go, Benjamin. It’s just me.”Slowly, I can feel the arms slipping off me. I turn around, and there is Benjamin, old and wizened but still retaining that cunning, a
“I know.” I close my eyes momentarily to drown the memories. “That’s why I had to send him away when I became the King. That’s why I had to take charge and tried to make him a soldier in the first place when my father was too weak to lead, too old to know what to do. But now Nikolai is back. What wi