He shifts on the couch closing his eyes. I take a moment to study his features and how smooth his face in when it isn't contorted against some form of stress.

"How will I know-"

So fucking beautiful. Her hair, her eyes. Everything.

His thoughts were my own, taking over any individuality I had. His thoughts, memories, ideas all flow into my mind at once. My palms come up to my temples to squeeze my head. It like a migraine, but much worse.

~

"Josh, we have to take them sooner than later. My wolf can barely contain himself around her." I- I mean Ares, says to the beta. Josh nods responding.

"We slept together last night, and I was tempted to tell her I love her. How can she not feel this?" Josh grumbles wracking his hands through his hair, Ares shifts in his seat.

"I want her to mess up, try to run. Then I can keep her to myself."

"Agreed."

The memories change going father back, the day at the diner when he first saw me.

"Do you smell that?" Ares grumbles looking around, his wolf calls out to him, the Luna is nearby.

Tyson rolls his eyes sitting down at the closet table. His rude behavior sets him on edge, the need to discipline him taking over formal thoughts, "Why did we even pick this place? It's such a grease trap."

"I think my wolf knew we needed to be here."

"I mean, if that's what he's telling you Alpha."

It was that moment a goddess walked up. Her beautiful locks, perfect shape and drop dead smile stunning me to silence. My wolf surfaces demanding to greet her she asks for our needs, Tyson orders for the both of us something simple. He knows.

Her figure leaves through the sea of people, Tyson waits no time, "Are you going to grab her?"

"You know the rules, she has to choose to be with me."

"My wolf could tell she's the Luna. It was terrifying. I almost went belly up the moment she said hello."

~

I see myself walking back to the table, their drinks dangling from my hand. My thoughts tangle with his, the perspective becoming dicey.

~

"Here you go, boys. That food should be up shortly. I'll be around to check on you soon."

No, please don't leave. She does. "She really is beautiful." Tyson groans, but I haven't said a work to her. My claws retract digging into his upper thigh.

"She's a fucking goddess."

"Already whipped?"

"I think my wolf is ready to bend over backwards." I groan into the drink trying to retract the golden glow. Tyson laughs at my hard on under the table, one of which I beg to leave me. This would surely scare her away.

Everything in me aches to walk up to her, grab her, devour her. If it wasn't for the pesky humans surrounding us I might have taken her over this table. Humans, however don't understand and she would be terrified of such a forward gesture.

"Done looking? I don't have time to be entertainment today." She mocks at Tyson, his eyes trailing up her body. I have to physically restrain my hand from slitting his throat.

"The name is Tyson, Tyson Wells. I was just admiring your beauty." He mind links me to speak up, begs me to take over. He's trying to give me an opening to use my words. This is my forever, my love, my being, I should be able to say a simple hello.

"Oh wow. Still don't care. I would appreciate if you admired that food and told me if you need anything else?"

It's now or never, "Ares Gray." My hand stretches out to her, for the love of everything please touch me. She responds wrapping her tiny hand around mine. The touch sends my heart into overdrive, my wolf slamming at the door of my mental gate to mark her.

"Veronica Smite." Veronica, my love and my everything.

She seems to appreciate me, taking me with a smile. I pull my hand away, too much longer and I would be doing something that I might regret later. But would I actually?

~

I try to pull myself back, the emotions that roll through him towards me so overwelming that I have to breath, but he drags me back in forcing to go through the next.

~

"Please Ares." She moans underneath me. Even with everything she still begs for my touch, demands me to pleasure her.

"Say it again." Say my name, let me hear the most wonderful thing come from your lips. That you want me, need me in this moment.

She hums, the pleasure of the mate bond taking over her senses, such a beautiful fucking sight, "Ares please. Fuck me."

I couldn't stand it. My teeth find her neck, my wolf calling out to sink my teeth into her soft skin. Make her mine. Nothing could be more perfect that seeing the thoughts that flash behind those beautiful eyes.

Her round breasts take my attention, a change of mental topic so I can keep it together. She believes me human, and takes this as a quick fuck. To her I am just another male that desires her body, she doesn't understand the level at which this means for me.

Our bodies fit perfectly together, pleasure beyond what I could imagine overcoming me. I know she doesn't want pups, not even a hint at the discuss now or anytime soon. I let myself come on her back, she seems more than pleased.

I love you, my little goddess.

~

He closes the connection. The last few memories of his ex's slip into my mind. None of them compared to how he felt with me, most just a fuck to get him out of stress. I felt his wolf as well, the way they communicate to each other, and his wolfs need to touch me, be with me, surround me.

I shove myself off the couch walking across the room. Ares stays in his place letting me breath away from that, "That was intense."

"I know."

"You've loved me since the date."

He nods, "I have."

"Do I really look like that to you? You call me a goddess."

Ares smiles, "I can't put into simple terms how stunning, beautiful, bewitching you are to me. I see no other, desire no one but you."

"I could tell." The words slipped out, I wasn't going to respond initially, but here we are.

"How are you feeling?"

I shift back over to the couch grabbing the burrito. A large bite is swallowed before I could formulate a response, "I don't hate you as much."

If anything, I might actually like him a bit.