Alpha Ares

Chapter 15

After the bomb was dropped, I expected a pandemonium, such a life I would never want any part of, however it was one I was living in, one that felt so surreal.

So it was confirmed, I am his mate, but was he mine? Both Cyrus and the doctor had left about 5 minutes ago, leaving the both of us to wallow in our own ambivalent state of mind.

'What now?'

My mind fought to cogitate a logical response, but so far nothing rational seemed to be at my disposal.

"I hope you know this changes nothing" he announced while casually leaning against a column from across the room. It was obvious that he was keeping his distance, as if any closer would conjure up plethora of events that would worsen the situation than it already was.

"I didn't expected it to" I trailed off.

Deep down inside, I knew I was lying to myself, because I did expect him to at least ease up a bit with the threats and accusations. Maybe even more.

I didn't want to look at him, afraid that if my eyes as much as looked in his direction, the butterflies in my stomach would take flight, or he would pick up that I was probably lying.

Why is it that whenever he was physically around me, he'd trigger some female hormone in my brain that would make me yearn for him to be closer to me than he already was,

Did that make me weird, or was it a werewolf thing?

It was like there was this invisible force that was forcefully pulling at me.

"Oh but you must have been expecting something" he retorted almost as if he was taunting me. I finally looked up to stare at him, but instantly sucked in a breath as I became overwhelmed.

His eyes were an endless pool of dark amber that stared backed at me and seemed to be swallowing me whole. They were so passive but so beautiful.

I squirmed in my seat from his burning gaze. Why is it that just one look from him makes me react this way

He braced himself off the column he was leaning against and began to stalk dominantly over to where I was sitting.

"Wha- what are you doing?" I asked panicked as my eyes widened and I flew up from my spot and began to back away. At the beginning, the urge for him to be closer to me was slowly eating me up, but right now I wanted him to stay as far back.

With every step he took towards me, I matched it with backwards one of my own, until my path was obstructed by a traitorous wall that wanted me to be caught by the very being I was trying to run from.

I stopped and looked at him, he stopped and looked at me, then time seemed to come to a terrifying halt. He then began to walk towards me again, but this time slower, more dangerous.

There was no where else to run to and suddenly I was feeling trapped, and with every slow,menacing step he took towards me, I felt a sudden stab of terror to my gut until he was finally looming over me with his huge figure.

He was otherworldly tall and was blocking my line of vision with his very broad shoulders, so I couldn't focus on any other thing apart from him. He stepped in front of me and leaned down to my height, his breath fanning the right side of my face but there was no way I could make eye contact.

"Tell me, what did you expect?" His voice was a deep purr that had my heart thundering against my ribcage as he placed both arms on either side of my body, sandwiching me between him and the wall.

I was left speechless, maybe it was because of his close proximity, how oldly calm he was or the way he was behaving towards me. It all was just so foreign compared to how he was treating me a couple days ago.