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 to the bathroom, stripping off my shirt as I went. The cool marble tiles barely registered beneath my feet as I twisted the shower knob, letting the scalding water cascade over me.
Bracing my hands against the wall, I let my head dip under the stream, willing the heat to melt away the unrest inside me.
