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Chapter 4

Suddenly, she fell quiet and looked down at her feet, shoulders slumping forward. “We’re never going to be together, so it doesn’t even matter.” She waved it off as if it were nothing, even though I could feel the desperation in every one of her words.

She wanted there to be more, and I knew there could be if she took the stone.

After another moment of silence, she grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers. “So, the Luna Ceremony is soon!” she said, changing the subject and squealing. “Are you excited to officially become our Luna? I cannot wait for it! We have to go dress shopping! I’ve had this day planned for Ares’s mate since I was seven.”

The Luna Ceremony—the night I would officially be announced and recognized as Luna of the Ironman Pack to others in Sanguine Wilds—was in less than two weeks. And neither Ares nor I had time to even prepare for a party, especially not amidst a war with divine intervention.

“I don’t think you should get too excited,” I said, tucking some hair behind my ear. “We might not be able to have it. We spotted hounds today —too many hounds to take much of a break.”

Charlotte grasped my hands and held them to her chest. “We’ll have it, no matter what. Don’t you worry? Ares is going to want to properly introduce you as his Luna. Mom always dreamed of it. He won’t let her dream die with her.”

After Charolette had easily weaseled her way out of using the stone, I bought some chips from Mad Moon Grocery for Ruffles. She had been eating more than usual lately, and I thought she had even hooked Ares on them.

I readjusted her blue hat and swung the pink plastic bag by my side as we walked back toward the pack house. Preoccupied with thoughts about how we could defeat a growing number of hounds, I almost missed when Ruffles came to a sudden stop at the head of an alleyway.

A Siamese cat popped his head out of an empty Pringles can and glanced over at Ruffles. They looked at each other for a few moments, until he finally walked over and sniffed her butt. Ruffles glanced back at him. After allowing it for mere moments, she batted him across the face with her paw and then walked away, swaying her ass from side to side, as she did with Ares.

The Siamese cat meowed at her. She looked back at him, gave him her signature Don’t fuck with me stare, and continued walking back home. I smiled at the cat, watching him return to the Pringles bottle before I continued the walk home with Ruffles.

“So, Ruffles,” I said, shutting the pack house doors behind us. “Did you finally find your own man?”

Instead of answering me like she normally did, she sprinted up the stairs to her bedroom, like a teenager would after being confronted about dating someone for the first time. I smirked at the empty wooden stairs and crossed my arms over my chest, smelling Ares’s sweet aroma drifting through the house.

Ares wrapped his arms around me from behind and stuck his nose into my hair. “Are you jealous of our cat?” he asked, his voice all rough and edgy. It made me warm in all those sinful places.

“No.” Maybe.

Wrapping his hand around the front of my neck, he pushed me against the wall. “I’m all yours, Kitten.” Ares sucked on my mark between his lips and drew his tongue over the small scars from his canines, making me shiver in delight. “Especially after this morning.”

“After this morning?” I asked, digging my claws into the wall until the white paint chipped.

“You don’t know how turned on I was when you took out this little dagger of yours”—he pulled my silver knife from my back pocket and tossed it onto the side table—“and killed those hounds with me.” He pressed his hardness into my backside, slipped his hand into my pants, and gently teased my clit. “It made me want to take you right then and there.”

Heat gathered in my core. I pushed him away and walked backward up the stairs. “What happened to you, Alpha? The Ares I met at the lake would’ve taken me right then and there. He wouldn’t have waited.”

Ares growled lowly and stalked up the stairs toward me with darkening brown eyes. “Kitten, don’t taunt me.”

Wanting to tease him just a bit today, I shrugged my shoulders and tried to suppress a giggle. “I guess that man is gone,” I said, and immediately sprinted up the rest of the stairs, knowing that Ares would catch me and make me his.

Before I could make it into the hallway, Ares caught my wrist, twirled me around, wrapped his hand around my throat, and pushed me down the hallway. I stumbled backward and stared up into his glowing golden eyes as his hand tightened around my throat.

He let out a guttural growl from deep within him and roughly brushed his thumb over my jaw. “Keep talking, and you’ll end up on your knees.” I’d take kneeling in front of Ares as punishment any day.

I seized his wrist, my cheeks flushing, and said, “So … weak.”

After shoving me onto my knees in the middle of our hallway, Ares clutched my chin and forced me to look up at him. He stepped closer to me, so the bulge in his gray sweatpants was inches from my mouth. “I don’t have to tell you what to do, do I?”

Deciding to play with him, I innocently stared up at my alpha through my lashes, my core clenching in anticipation. All I wanted was for him to take me savagely like he had the morning he marked me in the prison.

After a few moments of my defiance, Ares grabbed me by the throat again, pulled out his hard cock, and rubbed it against my lips, coating them in his pre-cum. “Open your mouth and suck it,” he demanded. And when I didn’t, he slapped his dick against my swollen lips. “Open.”

Needing it now, I parted my lips and stuck out my tongue. He slapped his cock against it over and over as the heat built into my core.

He grasped my jaw to hold my mouth open, pushed his head into me, and then pulled it out. “You’re going to have to beg for it now.”

“Please.”

He gifted me with another inch and pulled himself out again. “Beg.” “Please, Ares.”

Another inch. “Louder.”

“Goddess, Ares, please give it to—”

He shoved his cock down my throat until his balls pressed against my lips. And even then, he forced more of himself into me until they were in my mouth. I stared up at him through big, teary eyes, gagging and slobbering on his cock, just like how he wanted me to.

Ares lightly smacked the back of my head with his hand, ramming his cock even further down my throat. After pushing deeper into me, he wrapped his hand around the front of my neck and jerked himself off inside of it.

I placed my hands on his thighs to push him away, but he held me tighter against him.

“Let me see your pretty eyes, Kitten,” he purred.

I glanced up at him through my lashes, my cheeks flushing. “You look so damn sexy with my cock down your throat.” Goddess, I love this so fucking much.

“Tell me you love it, Aurora.”

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