Hot Authority, Uncontrollable Desires, and the King's Mark

The herd of werewolves soon started to voice out their concerns in low mutters.

"Oh, my- I can't believe that really happened."

"Wow, now this is what I call from rags to riches."

"He could have the strongest of she wolves as his mate and yet he chose her?"

"I wonder if she cast a spell or something on him?"

"Hey, mind your tongue, is that even possible?"

"But she doesn't even have a werewolf. Isn't that the biggest disgrace?"

"Heuk!!"

With Ares' one blood curdling glance and the immense bloodlust he radiated, everyone fell on the ground to their knees, clutching their throats as they choked out clumps of blood.

.. so hot.

Ok, not the time.

"One more word about her, and everyone in this room lose their heads."

His death promising eyes scanned across the room, and no one dared to match his menacing gaze.

When I tell you, my heart melted into a puddle.