The Wolf Without A Name

Lost within his bright green eyes. I never realized I too had beautiful eyes. His eyes were mesmerizing. I closed my eyes as he strokes my cheek gently and rubbed my face against his hand, enjoying the touch of his warm hands and too wanting to feel him against my skin even more. I opened my eyes slowly as I felt another hand against my left cheek and again returned my eyes to his.

Ares gently moved one of his hands away from my cheek, removing my hair from my face placing it behind my ear. I parted my lips lost in his attractive features, enjoying every moment of his touch. I could feel my wolf inside me jumping excitedly; happy he was here. I pushed my body towards him resting my head on his bare muscular chest, Feeling his hard chest against my face and wanting to be close to him; closer than I ever been. He wrapped his robust arms around me and push himself backward slowly laying down onto my bed. I closed my eyes enjoying the sound of his heart beats. I let go of a soft moan as he brushed my hair, running his fingers through my red hair. I had never felt so relax and comfortable in my entire life. At that moment I did not want him to stop touching me.. I could feel my wolf inside me begging me to tell him not to stop.

The moonlight peeked through a tiny hole within my room, lightening the room. I open my eyes and gently removed myself from his chest staring at the beautiful art on his belly.

"It's a tattoo of my mother," Ares explained the small brown wolf as he continued to lay on his back, comfortable.

Amazed by the beauty of the dark brown she-wolf. I slowly moved my hand against his belly touching him.

"I'm sorry," I apologized as I moved my hand away from him quickly and turned my head aside shyly.

"Don't be afraid to touch me," I heard his sweet rough voice; that made me wanted to throw myself to him; wrapping my arms around him.

I bit my bottom lip nervously; not wanting to look him in the eyes; after what I almost did. My eyes widen and my heart beats within my chest as I felt him move his half-naked body close to me; that I could feel his hot breath behind my ear. My body trembled feeling his hard chest pressed against my back and even more when he touched my chin; slowly turning my head to his. Our lips were so close that we almost kiss.

"Why are you afraid to touch me?" Ares asked me.

I closed my eyes as I feel his hot breath hit my face gently. Suddenly I felt him held my face towards him, preventing me from seeing his sexy red lips anymore.

"Look at me," he commanded me, but in a way, I was eager to obey him.

I opened my eyes, gazing into his beautiful eyes. Ares was even more beautiful, and his red hair shone brightly within the moonlight.

"Touch me," he again ordered me.

I gently lower my head; allowing him to move his hands away from my face. Slowly I moved my right hand until I was touching his belly right where the tattoo was, I admired. My hand lay still on the head of the dark wolf against him. Enjoying my touch Ares returned on his back, gazing at me.

I moved my eyes away from him, bringing it to my hand laying on his firm body. I ran my fingers across every trace of the tattoo. Ares gently pulled his body upward enjoying my touch. I continued to touch him until my hand was at his waist. My body jumped as I felt him held my hand, below his black pant. I glance at him and again brought my eyes back to his shirtless body. Suddenly I removed my hand away from him quickly seeing a light-dark spot on his left side.

"What is wrong?" he inquired me worriedly.

I slowly lifted my white dress; allowing him to see my red underwear. Ares quickly sat up, placing one of his hands against my side touching me. He glanced at his side and then back at me, amazed that we had the same mark on our bodies.

"You were born with this mark as well?" he inquired me.

I nodded as I smiled.

Ares held me by my cheek as we both smiled.

"We are meant for each other," Ares said.

I smiled happily, believing him. He moved his head close to me and kissed me on my cheek. I wrapped my hands around him; comforted by his touch and pushed him down on the bed; resting on him as if he was my pillow.

It was a beautiful night and the most peaceful night I ever had, cuddling with Ares. I wanted to run away with him right away, but first I had to find my father in saving Christian.

"Knock, Knock," I heard a knock at the door. I got up quickly and turned to wake up Ares.

I was surprised he was no longer there.

The door opens and there I saw Francine, entering.

"Good morning," she greeted me.

I greeted her back; still surprised I did not see Ares.

"What is wrong?" Francine inquired me, curiously.

"Nothing," I lied, jumping off the bed and running into the bathroom.

"Breakfast is ready," Francine told me as she exits my room.

I quickly brush my teeth, wash my face, and exit the room. Soon I was in the kitchen. I sniffed the wonderful scent of the breakfast Francine was preparing. Suddenly sadness crept up on me as I saw Cindy entering the kitchen. I turned my head away from her, sitting around the table. Cindy came to sit as well and sat in a chair not too close to me. Francine places the breakfast down she had prepared for us on the small, wooded table. She had prepared bacon and fry eggs.

"He doesn't want to take anything from me," Frank enters the kitchen complaining.

I looked at him right away; hearing what he had said.

"Can I bring it to him, Frank?" I asked him.

I closed my mouth quickly wishing I had never said that; knowing Cindy was here and remembering how Francine treated me badly because of Ares. I was only surprised Ares was still here after he came into my room last night, that is why I was eager to do so.

Francine placed a cup of orange juice before me; allowing it to spill on me. I glanced at her and saw the angry look she gave me.

"Cindy please bring the meal to your mate and if he refused to take it bring it back," Francine said.

Quickly Cindy got up and carried the meal to Ares. Within a minute I saw her returning to the kitchen with a sad look on her face.

"He refuses to take it from me as well," Cindy said as she lowers her head.

"We can't make him starve to death or his father might kill us," Frank said worriedly.

"Take the meal to him," Frank instructed me as he takes the meal from Cindy and hands it to me.

I took it nervously as hell; still sitting down afraid to move.

"What are you waiting for?" Francine inquired me angrily. "You wanted to visit him earlier, now why do you change your mind all of a sudden?" she inquired me angrily.

I slowly moved from around the table, walking towards the cell. I stopped and glance back at Cindy and then at Francine. Francine and Cindy gave me a bad look. I exit the kitchen quickly heading to Ares. Entering the cell; my sadness suddenly disappears seeing Ares. He gave me a bright smile the minute he saw me.

"Did you slept well last night?" he inquired me; knowing we cuddled the whole night.

I smiled shyly at him.

I walked slowly towards the bars of the cell giving him his meal. Ares took it from me gently and took my hand kissing it.

"Why do you still choose to stay behind this bar?" I inquired him.

"Because there is someone important here for me?" he told me as he stared into my eyes.

"Who is that person?" I played with him, feeling so happy being around him.

"A beautiful redhead hair-she wolf," he described me playfully.

I giggled enjoy playing with him.

"Runaway with me tonight," Ares begged me. I gently removed my hand away from him, wishing I could do so right now.

Seeing the sadness on my face; Ares started to cheer me up.

"My name given to me by my father was a name once belong to a god of war," he told me. I raised my head again staring at his handsome face.

"I was thinking about a name that would suit you well and the name Aphrodite is the right name," Ares said.

"Aphrodite," I repeated.

"A goddess of beauty and love," Ares told me. "She had red hair just like you."

I touched my hair, hearing what he had said, and come towards him. I loved the name he gave me. I placed my face between the bars of the cell; allowing our mouth to be close wanting to kiss him. Ares brought his lips to mine. I removed myself away from him quickly; hearing a crashing sound and there I saw Cindy fleeing from the cell; leaving a broken glass of Orange juice on the floor.

"I got to go," I told Ares as I chase after Cindy.

As I entered the Kitchen. I saw Cindy crying within Francine's arms.

"He is not your mate and you know it?" Frank held me by my shoulders, angrily.

"Then why do I share this strange feeling with him?" I inquired him angrily.

I was so tired of them treating me badly because of Ares; when I felt that we belong together.

"She-wolf," Frank shook me even more angrily. "You need to focus on our plans and stop chasing a wolf that will never be yours, he said.

I pulled myself away from him.

"My name is Aphrodite," I told them.

"Where do you get that name from?" Francine inquired me upset.

I turned my head aside not wanting to look at her.

"Oh, I see," Francine said. "Cindy's mate gave you a name and so you think you can come in here and disrespect us after we here are sacrificing our life and betraying our alpha for your safety."

I turned to face her; hating what she had said.

"No, it's not like that," I tried to explain. "I and Ares share a great bond."

"How could you share a bond and he's not your mate?" Francine inquired me angrily.

"How do you know he is not my mate?" I had to ask Francine.

"Ahh!!!..." I heard Cindy cried out; pushing herself away from Francine and ran from the kitchen.

"I can't take this anymore," she said as she cried.

Cindy exits the secret cottage not wanting to be here anymore.

"Look what you have done," Frank cursed me as he too chases after her.