Ares

Victoria Winters had always loved beautiful Maine with it's thundering, tricky skies. It was a place where she felt at peace with her pack.
She was a gentle, loving, innocent girl who loved the sweet taste of honey tea. With long, light brown hair and a pair of pale blue eyes she felt average.
She spent most of her days thinking about her mate, wondering if he'll ever come to her rescue. But so far, he hasn't gotten the letter of distress. But little did she know that he was closer than she thought.
Ares watched the small girl from her window, the flowy drapes caping her figure. As she looked out at the falling snow, he stalked back into the forest. He never saw a more beautiful person and he cursed at himself for thinking that. He was the second strongest alpha in North America and he was here for one reason. To become number one and no one was going to stop him. Not even his mate.