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Chapter 312
~Ella’s POV~
"I..."
"What do you want? Why are you back? Didn’t you leave?" Ares asked, and I glanced back up.
"I ca for my cara." My mind imdiately went back to minutes ago when I looked at the cara and mories flooded back.
But why?
I thought he was done with , us? But the cara?
Styles spotted it on the table where I had dropped it and imdiately moved in to pick it. Just before he was to leave, I finally heard my voice.
"Why?" Styles halted. "Why do you want the cara?" I asked.
"Oh, now she’s speaking," Styles said mockingly.
"Answer , dammit," I growled.
"I want you."
"But you left, you said you had a mate," I accused, my heart aching as the mory flashed back.
"And did you have fun with your new benefits friend while I was gone?"
I glared at him. "Fuck you."
"You wish," he smirked.
"I do," Ares replied, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
"Shut up."
Caleb’s eyes flashed red as he stepped forward. I reached for him quickly to stop him from doing what he was gonna do.
"Not now, Caleb."
Ares smiled, understanding why I didn’t use his real na. But if Styles was sensible, he would have noticed the red in Ares’ eyes.
"Leave, while I’m still being nice," Ares commanded.
"Make ," Styles challenged.
"Don’t start sothing you can’t finish, brother."
"Don’t act like you own her. You’re just her rebound."
"And who’s the one who left her alone for three weeks?"
"She loves ."
"And I’m hers. She with , now fuck off before I make you."
Styles scoffed. "Enjoy her, I’m done anyway."
"You’re delusional," Ares countered.
"Whatever."
I could see the anger in Styles’s eyes. He may not have been prepared for to be with soone else, and I did not know if I was the one, but he seed as though he was angry at my moving on. Was that because he cared?
I did not know, but the way he spoke, the way he looked at was sothing.
As soon as the door shut, Ares turned to , and his arms imdiately circled my waist.
"Are you okay?" he asked, his eyes filled with concern.
"Yeah," I lied, forcing a smile.
"You know, he still wants you," Ares murmured, pulling closer.
"How can you tell?"
"By the way he looked at you."
"But he broke us. It should not matter if I am with soone."
"True, but the heart is a tricky thing."
"Ares," I began.
"Yes?"
"Thank you for standing up for ."
"Anyti, little angel."
"And what did you an by, ’she’s mine?’"
"Oh, that," he paused.
"Yes, that."
"Well, you did ask to make you forget him," Ares began, a slight grin on his face. "And since I was there and ready to help, I did exactly that. But I think it’s safe to say, your heart’s a bit conflicted."
"You can tell?"
"Anyone can tell. Now, I don’t suppose after all that we can continue where we left off?"
"Nah."
"Okay, it was worth the try. I’ll settle with that. So..."
"Let’s eat."
"Eat you out?" Ares joked as he let go.
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~Zara’s POV~
Ever since Kane’s text, the entire house had felt... off. The air was heavier, conversations were shorter, and everyone carried tension, like a storm was coming but no one wanted to acknowledge it.
I needed a break, especially after what happened with Zade.
With a sigh, I grabbed my phone and car keys, deciding to step out for a while. Thankfully it was a Saturday. Maybe a drive, maybe a coffee shop—anywhere that didn’t feel suffocating.
Just as I reached the door, I heard quick footsteps behind .
"Auntie Zara!"
I turned just in ti to see Little Storm rushing toward , his tiny feet pattering against the floor as he stopped in front of , his eyes big and pleading.
"Where are you going?" he asked, his little brows furrowing.
"Just out for a bit," I said gently, crouching to his level. "I need so fresh air."
His lips jutted into a pout. "Can I co too?"
I hesitated. "Storm, I don’t think—"
"Please?" He grabbed my hand in both of his tiny ones, shaking it slightly. "I wanna go too. I promise I’ll be good!"
"Why? You don’t even know if I am going to the office."
He placed both hands on his hips and stared at with those ’I know you too well, teacher kind of eyes’.
"Zara, today’s Saturday."
"And?"
"You do not go to work on Saturdays, Zara. Even I can’t be fooled."
I squared my shoulders. "Well, since you are all mature, you do not need taking you with . Good luck with that." I pivoted on my heels but before I could leave, his voice rang out.
"Auntie Zara," he called out ekly.
Just the sound made halt and at once I found myself falling for his cute boy trick.
I exhaled, glancing over my shoulder toward the hallway. If Aira or Snow saw this, they’d probably tell not to take him.
But the little boy was stubborn, and his eyes shone with sothing so pure and hopeful that I couldn’t bring myself to say no.
"Alright," I relented with a small smile. "But only if you promise to listen to , okay?"
Storm bead. "I promise!"
I ruffled his blond hair. "Okay, let’s go then."
Grabbing his tiny jacket from the rack, I helped him put it on before leading him outside to my car. He climbed in excitedly, his feet kicking slightly as I buckled him up.
As I pulled out of the driveway, I glanced at him through the rearview mirror. His little face was pressed against the window, eyes wide as he took in the world outside.
I smiled softly. Maybe this wasn’t such a bad idea.
A drive, a little company.
I just hoped Snow wouldn’t kill later.
"Okay, belt up, we are going for a ride."
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