Phoenix||
When Ares returned to the room, I could feel it in his distorted aura, long before he got any closer. He was angry.
“Where are your things?” He growled as he marched towards the wardrobe. “You are moving back to my room. I am sick and tired of my brother’s games.”
My eyes narrowed as I watched him open the wardrobe doors. He began searching through the clothes for anything that belonged to me, and his anger seemed to grow stronger with each Axel’s item he touched.
As I watched him, my thoughts were suddenly taken back to what Asher had said to Axel. He thought I was there to destroy them and seeing how Ares was reacting, it could be easily deduced that he was mad at his brother and if nothing was done, they would get into a fight.
I shouldn’t care what becomes of them. I sho
