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 his lips against mine, so quickly did he pull away. My lips felt empty and there was a tiny sadness in me.
It wasn’t until I felt Ares grow limp against me did I finally blink for the first time in five minutes. I looked down to see he had sat on the floor just in front of me with his head leaning against my breasts, his eyes were closed and he snored lightly, his breathing steady.
He’s asleep!
I swallowed, his other hand had found its way around my waist as if pulling me closer and using my body as a pillow. I found heat growing on my cheeks as I looked down at him.
Ares looked different.
He didn’t look like the scary Alpha who had chained me up and pointed at me, no, this time he looked like a tired child. His black hair was tousled around his head carelessly, his eyes closed shut and I noticed eye bags underneath them. Long eyelashes rested against his flushed cheeks. His breath touched my stomach, brushing gently against the brand.
He was attractive.
I thought, staring down at those lips that rested just a few inches away from my breast, my cheeks flushed and I looked away.
Why was I thinking this way?
This was Ares Delgado I was talking about! The second Jax!
I glanced at the shackles that held my wrist bound to bed, it hurt and I could feel a bruise forming against it. I sighed, yawning tiredly.
My leg had started to hurt from Ares Weight against me, he was a lot bigger and taller than me and as he slept against my small frame, my whole body started to grow numb.
I tried moving my legs a bit but Ares stirred, murmuring something I could barely hear and I stayed still. Fear shooting up my spine.
I didn’t want him getting mad at me for waking him up. The moon goddess knew how much Jax hated that.
Ares against me stirred up my insecurities as I didn’t like being touched. I couldn’t fall asleep either because I was uncomfortable and scared that he would wake up any moment and decide to continue from where he stopped. I didn’t trust Ares and I knew he must have had it in mind to take advantage of me.
He was my master afterall, he made it clear that my body belonged to him.
I blinked back the tears that threatened to fall past my eyes as I looked away, resting my head on my arm tiredly.
Staring at the dark windows, I tried to think of something, anything that would take my mind away from Ares and the discomfort of having him touching me but I could barely think of anything.
Hours passed and Ares didn’t look like he was going to be waking up anytime soon, I peeked at the curtains to see it was dawn. I started to get scared, once it was morning, Lana and the girls would be here and no doubt.
And with the door unlocked, anyone could walk on and see the brand on my body as the day was starting to get bright, the sun would be seeping past the curtains soon brightening the room even without the lights on.
I was sleepy and very tired, I could hardly even feel my legs anymore and Ares was still asleep. A few times in the night he had snuggled closer to me, his hair rubbing my breasts and sending tingles down my body.
His arms had pulled me closer, closing what little space we had between us, and I grew very uncomfortable as I had nowhere to run to. Any tiny movement stirred Ares and I had more fear of him waking up than my anxiety of being touched.
I blinked past the sleep in my eyes, yawning for the tenth time in a few minutes as I remembered the kiss from last night. It was hardly even a kiss as Ares had just touched my lips with his and before he could actually start kissing me he had fallen asleep immediately.
I wondered if things would have escalated if he was asleep. I had to bear it in mind that as much as Ares and Jax were different, they were the same too. And I should expect no less treatment from Ares, it would only take a matter of time before he tries to claim my body too.
Ares stirred again and I looked down at him. His left hand had unwrapped from my waist falling on my lap and I peeked through his sleeve at a scar I found on his wrist.
I looked closer, it was a very deep scar that ran from one side of his wrist to the other side like someone had pushed a knife through his wrist, coming out from the other side.
It must have taken so much time to heal and I wondered what pain he must have been through or who must have inflicted such pain on him.
Was this one of the scars he talked about?
I wondered. There was little or no information about Ares. And he never talked about himself. The only thing I knew about him was that Jax hated him and he was powerful, nothing else. I noticed his parents weren’t around.
Were they dead?
Did he have any siblings?
Ares stirred again, snapping my eyes to his as they opened, they were a clear blue and they blinked before he raised his head at me. I instantly pulled my legs to my stomach, hiding my brand from him just in case he looked at my stomach.
I almost screamed in pain as I could hardly feel my legs either, but my fear had intensified at Ares who yawned and turned to me, sitting up immediately.
Those blue eyes fixed at me with shock as he looked at his shirt and only did I realize his buttons had come undone with the little light peeking in the room.
His chest was perfect, there were no chest hairs either and I could almost see his abs and a tiny trail of hair escaping into his trousers.
“What the fuck did you do?” Ares asked with a gruff voice, making me jump in fright and turn to meet his eyes that were suddenly glaring daggers at me.
“N.. no-nothing.” I stammered, pulling my legs closer to my body to hide my naked flesh from him, it was only then did he realize I was naked and he leapt backwards, rising to his feet as he staggered and clenched his head in pain.
“Fuck!” He spat, closing his head as he groaned. The door opened immediately and Seth walked in. My blood ran cold as I tried to move closer to the wall, trying to hide from his view. And the fact that I was naked didn’t help either.
But if I thought that was the worst of my embarrassment, the moon goddess proved me wrong once more as another man walked in.
This was one tall, also almost the same height as Ares. He was new and I hadn’t seen him before, he had short blonde hair and cold grey eyes that were empty and emotionless. The deep scar running down the side of his face made him appear even less welcoming.
He wore a similar suit to Seth, black suit over a white shirt and black shoes to match. His tie was perfectly done unlike Seth’s that hung loosely from his neck. Making him appear almost perfect.
There was a deadly aura surrounding both him and Seth and when both their eyes turned to me, I wanted to sink into the floor.
While Seth’s were filled with anger and hatred, the other man’s were emotionless but I could see a tiny bit of curiosity in them.
“Alpha, we came to make sure you were ok. You left the club in a haste last night.” The emotionless man spoke, slamming the door behind me causing Ares to groan in annoyance.
“Dont fucking do that Victor!” Ares yelled, going to sit on the bed, still clutching his head.
So this was the Victor Lana spoke of, another right hand man of Ares.
Seth finally tore his gaze away from me to Ares. “Did you fuck her?” He asked and my eyes widened as my cheeks flushed in embarrassment.
All three pairs of eyes turned to me and I couldn’t look away. Even Ares had looked at me with curious eyes as if he could hardly remember what happened.
“No.” I managed to say, regretting it immediately as Seth stormed towards me.
“You don’t speak unless you are spoken to.” He was saying as Victor grabbed his arm.
“Just let it go.” The blonde haired man said and Seth growled, snatching his arm back as he tore his gaze away from me and back at Ares who sighed tiredly.
“Victor said you were drunk again. Why the hell would you suddenly drink? You haven’t been to the club in a while.” Seth said, scolding Ares who grumbled and rose from the bed to his desk.
“I needed to clear my head.” Ares answered.
“From what? I know there’s been nothing on your mind until she came.” Seth spat angrily and I felt my heart skip a beat at the reference to me.
Ares turned to me for a moment and something flashed in those blue eyes of his before he walked off to his closet with Seth hot on his tails, grumbling how they had an important pack meeting today.
I felt eyes boring into me and I blinked, tearing my gaze away from the two men to see Victor watching me intently. His cold unwavering grey eyes were fixed on me as he leaned against the wall, arms folded across his chest.
I gulped nervously, pulling my legs closer to me so the brand didn’t show, there was something about his stare that made me nervous.
And the worst part was that he was unreadable, his eyes betrayed no emotions. I didn’t know if he hated me unlike Seth who glared at me with hatred or Ares who stared at me with disgust.
Victor was different. And I hoped he didn’t find out who I truly was.
“Alora, that’s your name right?” He asked, speaking for the second time since he walked into the room and directing the question at me.
~Jane♥️