Ever since I was a little girl, I have always loved the moon and the stars. Months ago, I saw a post on P*******t about the moon and the stars. The poster had described the stars as symbols of truth and guidance and the crescent moon; a symbol of new beginnings. But as I gazed into the moon and saw how dim it looked, I realised that my life would never have a new beginning. I was a little ball of lightness being sucked into a world of darkness and misery. Ares was a troubled man. A man with his past clutching onto him tightly. Refusing to let go. I let out a deep breath as I recalled the latest events. With Serena being a major bitch, Ares– the dominant and calculative man, being an unjust jerk and me, Akira the slave, stuck in the middle of all the chaos. Footsteps behind me shook me away from my dark thoughts. I looked beside me to find the silhouette of a male. He stepped forward and I was met with a tall, lean young man. He looked my age and he was very handsome. He walked t
ARES' POV As I watched them laugh together in the garden last night, my hands clenched the tumbler but as he put his hands on MY Akira, the glass shattered in my hand. I didn't flinch as the shards of glass pierced into my skin. I knew I was a dick with the way I was treating Akira, and putting her in the dungeon and seeing the broken look in her eyes almost made me change my mind. But once I decided to let her go just like the way I did during the Annual ball, then the rumours already speculating would worsen. I downed another glass of scotch in one gulp as I reflected on the first time I saw her. Right at the edge of the fountain, her red hair had initially drawn me and I was standing in this same position but it was her blue eyes – blue little orbs which looked like they could look into my soul– that drew me in. My cock hardened when I remembered how she looked on the day of the Annual ball. Her dress was short and the pale skin that was shown to every man-made me wanted to kill
ARES' POV My expression was blank when she stepped into my office. I could see the look of fear and apprehension on her face as she walked closer to the chair across my desk. She paused and looked at it before her blue eyes met mine. "Take a seat." I nodded towards the leather chair as I unbutton my coat and stalked towards my chair. Pleasure coursed through my veins at her act of obedience. She hesitated before sitting down, folding her hands on her lap as she sat down like a good girl. "Akira," Her name flowed from my mouth sensually. My voice was hoarse from the desire I was feeling and she was only in a fucking maid attire. The blush on her cheeks had me thinking about what her ass would look like when my palm connected with it. My cock strained against my zipper as she licked her full bottom lip. I could see the questioning in her eyes. It was a bright Saturday morning and all the maids were busy with one chore or the other. I had specifically chosen this day for what I had
AKIRA'S POV I was so fucking stupid. As I diced the huge carrots, I vividly began to remember what happened two days ago, how Ares ordered me to dress up after giving me the first earth-shattering– which didn't even cover it– orgasm of my life. My thighs quivered as I remembered how he stretched me with his fingers before soothing the sting with his tongue. I couldn't believe I had let him do that. It was almost questionable how all my resolve crumbled into a gazillion pieces immediately I saw the lust in his eyes. Lust for me. And the huge bulge in his slacks heightened my pleasure– and confidence. But all that– including my dignity– had filtered into thin air when I dressed up in the skimpy maid outfit he got for me. Of course, he had ordered me to thank him after putting the material on and I did, like the foolish little girl I was. I was sure my face was flushed as I lowered my head to chop the carrots into smaller pieces. I looked down at the big bowl of salad. My mind was tr
AKIRA'S POV I sighed as I looked out the window, my fingers lightly scratching the fur on Skittle's little body. I looked back down at my feet and the cold bread crumbs stared back at me. Skittles and I have been sharing my little portion of food ever since the fight with Serena, after which Ares locked me in the cell. She was a tiny white little thing. And after I had caught her chewing on the edge of my skirt, I decided to keep her. It was difficult keeping an animal, especially a mouse, in a fucking mansion. But I had exceptionally taken a liking to her. And she learned to never leave my little sack until I was done cleaning and I came for her. I smiled when I found out that she was already asleep. While I sat thinking about my miserable life. Shame crawled up my throat as I remembered what happened two nights ago. How Ares had made me feel like everything before making me feel like nothing. He was a real mastermind. A mastermind I was insanely attracted to. I looked beside
AKIRA'S POV I was fucking worried. Two days had passed since I last saw Orion. The atmosphere in the mansion was gloomy and the last time I heard it was because the Alpha was pissed. I quickly walked out to the backyard and I sighed in relief when I saw the people I was looking for were busy plucking apples from the tree into a basket. Eve immediately frowned when she saw me. "Hey," She reached out to touch my cheeks. "Are you okay?" Lenny too had a frown etched on her face. I shook my head. "No, I'm not okay," I whispered harshly. "I can't find Orion." Lenny dropped the basket and placed a hand on my shoulder. "I'm sure he's out there somewhere." She looked at Eve and then back to me. "You know how tight security is now, with the recent attacks on the border." Worry climbed up my stomach and I struggled to breathe. "Are you saying the male servants who have no combat training are sent to the border too?" Lenny only shrugged. It couldn't be. Ares couldn't be that dumb. I onl
AKIRA'S POV Ares was a grown man. He was thousands of years old and I knew he had lived long enough to know his rights and wrongs. He had the wrong way of portraying his feelings. And an even wronger way of fixing things. And his act because jealousy had successfully broken me. I picked up the butcher knife in my hands and I stared back at the girl in its reflection. I looked like a shadow of myself. I looked like the man who broke me. Cold and numb. My cheekbones were staring right back at me and my collarbone was protruding proudly. I looked back at my reflection and the blue eyes staring back at me didn't look like mine. They had lost their warmth and they were numb, tired and sunken from my continuous cries, with heavy eyebags from numerous nights of not being able to sleep. I looked like a walking corpse. I couldn't sleep, not when I repeatedly kept seeing skittles, Nana and Ama in my dreams. They were disappointed in me. They wanted me to keep fighting. But I couldn't. No
THIRD PERSON'S POV THOUSANDS OF YEARS AGO. The people of Coldcrest Pack noticed the change in the air. It was airy and filled with love. Something that was a rarity in their pack. But that was because their Alpha and King, Enzo and his wife, Sera, had just found out the good news. They were going to have a baby. "Finally!" Enzo grinned, his hands rubbing the slender shoulders of Sera. "The gods have blessed us with an heir." Sera only gave a weak smile as she rubbed the huge baby bump. It was extremely normal for she-wolves to give birth within the span of four to five months. Even three. But the child inside her was growing rapidly. It scared her. She had only found out last week and decided to tell her mate this morning. Of course, Enzo had immediately called the best midwives to check on her and they found out she was pregnant. She had noticed the look on the faces of the midwives when they found out she was only a week gone. Her damned belly looked like she was going to p