Come Here, Kitten (God of War Book 1), стр. 23
Not the fierce Alpha Ares who took whores from packs.
Mars.
The silver-haired asshole nudged my shoulder. “Didn’t think you were his one and only, did you?”
I should’ve known that it was all too good to be true. I should’ve thought with my head instead of my heart. I shouldn’t have trusted a man who had used me to get into my pack and taken me.
He chuckled under his breath, threw an arm around my shoulders, and pulled me in close, his striking silver hair brushing against the side of my face. “You’re just an alpha, here as a trophy to add to his growing collection of whores.”
Chapter 13
Aurora
“Don’t fucking touch me.” I ripped myself out of his grip and let out a guttural growl from deep in my throat.
Without looking back at him, I stormed in Ares’s direction. Some people looked over, whispering, but I didn’t care.
Who did that man think he was, calling me a whore in front of everyone? And who did Ares think he was—bringing me home, letting me sleep in his bed, acting as if he wanted a mate when he clearly had a relationship with a pretty blonde already?
Was I arm candy? Another one of his trophies?
My wolf whimpered. That’s all we will be, especially when he finds out that—
Shut up. I was tired of letting my shifting abilities command my fucking life. Whether I could shift or not, it didn’t matter. I wouldn’t spend the rest of my life at the hands of a controlling man who had an insatiable thirst for war.
Ares would never find out that I had the Malavite Stone because I would never tell him.
The only other people who knew about it were Alpha Elijah and his doctor—the men who had found me and performed the surgery that saved me.
Hell, at that time, I hadn’t even known if I would live … but now that life was certain, I wasn’t about to spend it like this. In the arms of a man who obviously had no respect for the mate bond. In a sea of thousands of blood-hungry warrior wolves. Inside a pack that would eventually become my own personal prison.
I had kept it a secret over the past decade, even from Mom and my pack. I didn’t put it past her or Tony to take the stone from me, leaving me permanently disabled, just to absorb its power themselves. They’d say that if I wasn’t healed completely, then I wasn’t using it right or that the Moon Goddess didn’t want me to have it.
Ares gazed over at me, that fucking smile falling from his face. He dropped that bitch’s arm and walked toward me. “Kitten, what’s wro—”
I slammed my finger into his chest, seething. “Don’t Kitten me. I need to talk to you.” I stormed right past him, not daring to look at his side piece, who had the most innocent fucking expression on her face.
Pushing past people, I continued deeper into the lush green forest, not stopping when he shouted my name and asked me what had happened or when he growled as viciously as he had yesterday morning when he was holding Tony by his throat and calling for me to come out of hiding.
When we were out of earshot from the rest of the pack, I stopped and glared at him. He walked toward me, eyes a fiery gold.
“What do you think you’re doing?” he asked.
“What do I think I’m doing?” I stepped closer to him, canines emerging under my lips, ready to kill him. “What the fuck are you doing? Taking me as a fucking trophy, bringing me to a fucking party, parading other women around after you say that you care oh-so much for me—your mate?” I said through gritted teeth.
My wolf begged me to release her, so we could run through the forest, away from him, away from here. But she and I both knew that I couldn’t do that. Shifting was a big, fat no.
He pressed his lips together, jaw twitching, and crossed his huge arms over his chest. “What are you talking about?”
“Your warriors, Ares.”
“Stop calling me that,” he said, growling under his breath.
“That’s who you are.” I moved closer until I stood inches from him and glared up into his godlike eyes. “Alpha Ares. A god of war. An expert at deceiving others, even your own mate. A—”
He grabbed my jaw harshly in his hand and pushed me against the nearest tree. His eyes became a dark, murky gold. “I am all those things, Aurora. I have deceived others for control. I have slaughtered entire packs for power. I have taken warriors as trophies.”
I slammed my hands into his chest, but he didn’t move. Not an inch.
“But have I done any of those things to you?” he asked with such fury.
“Take your hands off of me, Ares.”
He growled, an untamed divine vibe radiating from it. “I do what I want with what’s mine. And that’s not my name.” The last few words came out harsher than the others.
The mere sentence made me clench, yet my anger didn’t dissipate. Two could play at this fucking game.
I tightened my fist and grabbed his jaw in my other hand. “I guess that’s why you let that whore kiss you, isn’t it? Is she another one of your trophies too?” I asked. All I could think about was how hurt I was.
Every day, I felt so fucking useless. Now, I had to deal with this shit.
He shoved me against the tree harder and shook his head. “What whore are you talking about?”
“The blonde. Charolette. Who knows if you have more of them?”
His eyes faded back to their normal deep brown color. That expression of wild ferocity turned into a soft smile, light eyes, and a laugh that I would’ve thought was breathtaking if it were at any moment other than this. He released my