No. I don't know Ares at all, but he wouldn't do that. I just know it. He might not be a patient man, but he would never hurt me, never force me to do something that I don't want.
There was a quick knock to the door. Before I could say anything it opened up. My mate stuck his head through the door, and his eyes met mine.
My face flamed, and I scrambled to cover myself. I snatched the shirt I had just stripped out of to cover my body up. Then I glared up at my mate.
"What the hell Ares? Get out!" I shouted.
I tried to push the door shut right on his face, but I couldn't. Ares kicked the door open easily. I backed up as he stepped into the small room. Ares back me up until I met the counter.
"Go away." I tried to keep my voice strong.
Ares eyes are traveling down my body. He had to of
