The Last White Wolf

“Don’t worry babe. I’ll make you feel good.” the man that looked exactly like Ares hissed, kissing me again, pulling me into him even closer. “No! Let me go!” I begged, not able to get out of his stronghold. “Oh baby, don’t lie! You want it as much as I do! I will even give it to you better that Ares, I way more experienced, if you know what I mean…” he breathed heavily into my ear. I felt the tears burning my eyes, I didn’t want him to touch or kiss me, he is not mine.

“Come now, babe. No need to cry; I’m will be very gentle.” he said trying to kiss me again when I heard a loud angry growl and bones snapping. “APOLLO!” Ares shouted, “GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY MATE!“. Ares was standing at the tree line, his whole body was tensed with anger, he gave Apollo a deadly glare. Apollo turned his face towards Ares “Oh brother, didn’t mother teach us to share everything! And I do love your new toy and I think it’s my turn to play with her...” he said taunting Ares even more. Apollo turned his head back toward Ares, giving me a wicked smile, moving and kissing me hard.

Trying desperately to get out of his hold, Ares screamed angerly “IM GOING TO KILL YOU!!” running towards us and changing into his wolf. Apollo started to laugh humourlessly, with a shove, he pushed me out of the way, I fell with a thud to the ground. Apollo changed into his wolf, running into the forest. Ares right behind him.

I was sitting on the ground, pulling my legs up to my chest, watching the two giant wolves chase each other into the forest, growling and snarling at each other. Moments went by and I could still hear the wolves fighting with each other. I am not sure what to do? Should I call for help? Run after them and try to stop them?

***

Just as I was going to get up, I saw a wolf running towards me... I am not certain if its Ares or Apollo? They both look exactly the same, even in wolf form.

I noticed that the charcoal wolf is injured when he came closer to me. When the wolf was nearly a few steps away from me, the wolf changed into a human, I could see there were deep bloody gashes on his chest and side. His beautiful face was spread with rage and despair.

" Áγγελος (Angel)! Are you okay?” the man spoke. I instantly knew that the man was Ares. I ran into his arms embracing him. I cupped Ares face in my hands, kissing him hard. Ares flinched a little from my embracing attack, but he quickly moved his strong arms around my body, pulling me closer into him.

Once our brief make-out session came to an end, I took a step back taking in all his injuries... fear and worry spread across me... we will need to go to a hospital... His wounds look deep and serious.

“Ares... you are hurt badly. We need to go to a hospital!” I gasped at him. “No need my άγγελος (angel). See I am already healing.” Ares said pointing to the small wounds on his chest, some of the wounds are already healed only leaving small red marks and dried blood behind. “How is that even possible?” I asked curiously. “It’s because I am a werewolf. A werewolf heals very fast and even faster when they are around their mates.” He explains. “So, I am helping you heal?” I asked him. “Yes, my άγγελος (angel),” Ares answered, kissing me sweetly on my cheek, sparks travelling through my whole body and I started to shiver. The adrenaline starting to fade within my veins.

“I am sorry my άγγελος (angel), are you okay?” Ares asked alarmingly. “Yes... I’m...” my voice started to break while tears filled my eyes. Ares opened his arms and I curled against his chest. He held me close to him while kissing my hair. His warmth spreading through my whole being.

“Who was that? And why did you two attack each other? Why did you look exactly like each other?” I asked while small tears are still running down my cheeks. “That was my twin brother Apollo. He is always finding a way to aggravate me. Discovering a new way each time to prove to me that he will not submit to me being his Alpha.” Ares sighs and continues, “I guess now that I have found my mate, he will now torment me by trying to take you away from me. He likes playing these sick games with me. Pushing me and my wolf to the breaking point. He probably already went to our mother to inform her that I kicked his ass again.” Ares smiles at his accomplishment by kicking his brother’s ass. “So, you didn’t kill him?” “No, only gave him a few scars and bites for him to remember his place.” Ares laughed. His laugh is so genuine, it makes me join him in the laughter.

After Ares got dressed, he walked over to me and caressed my cheek. “Let’s go back to my room and I will tell you everything you want to know about werewolves,” Ares said looking deeply into my eyes. Feeling lost in his pools of heavenly sky, I feel paralysed only able to nod yes to his request.

We started to walk back to the house when Ares stops me taking my hand in his. His hand fits over mine like we were just made for each other. “I want to be the only hand you ever need to hold Thalia” Ares whispers on to my lips, kissing me again. The sparks and tingles running through me like the blood in my veins. We continued our walk back in silence holding each other’s hand with our fingers entwined.

Ares led me up to his bedroom. His bedrooms walls were black with grey curtains. There is a huge bed placed in the centre of the room with gold and black headboard. A massive bookshelf is on the other side of the bedroom, filled with hundreds of books. Ares walks over to the bookshelf pulling out and big old brown book. The book looks like it is ancient. Ares removed his shoes and made himself comfortable on his huge bed. He gestures me over to sit next to him. I removed my shoes and sat next to him.

“This book was written by my forefathers; it is almost 200 years old. And it is one of 3 books. My father has the rest in his study.” Ares explained placing the old book gently in front of him. I ran my fingers over the book. Taking a deep breath, preparing myself for all the information that I’m about to receive.

Ares start reading and explaining everything that is written down in the book about werewolves.

***

I learned that werewolves have existed since the first men on earth. They live longer than the average man. Oldest werewolf age recorded was 180 years old. Also learned that his mothers’ father, Abaddon, is 150 years old and is still the Alpha of his pack Red Wolf Pack. The Red Wolf Pack is the biggest tribal pack in Greece. Ares explained that they have very different believes from the ‘normal’ werewolves. He also told me that silver can kill a werewolf or can even restrain werewolves. And burns their skin when they come in contact with it. I chuckled at this; I am allergic to silver.

We fell asleep in each other’s arms around the middle of the book. I peacefully dreamt of a charcoal wolf and white wolf running together through a forest.

Last Updated: 05/02/2020