ARES’ POV

The moment Birdy and Jason locked me in, I knew there was no getting out of this without giving them exactly what they wanted, or at least making them think I had.

My body was still thrumming with frustration. Not from Elsa, not even from my traitorous wolf who seemed too eager, but from the deep-rooted uneasiness I’d been battling since I first found my mate.

I exhaled sharply, pushing the thought away.

I needed to clear my head.

Without sparing Elsa another glance, I strode ...