ARES’ POV
A cocky smirk tugged at my lips as I watched little Leister run like hell, his steps frantic, flailing arms barely keeping up with his body. Poor kid must've thought I was naked. That alone seemed to have scrambled his brain and instincts. Hilarious.
I stepped fully out of the water, droplets sliding down my skin, glistening under the filtered light that peeked through the trees. My tight black shorts clung to me like a second skin, and I raked a hand through my wet hair, shaking off the excess water.
Cute brat. Always skittish, always flushed, like a tiny mouse caught staring at a lion.
I reached for the towel I had left hanging on a low branch and began drying myself off, deliberately slow, enjoying the silence of my sanctuary. This wasn’t just any ordinary place...it was m
