14.The truth is- there is no truth.

**Eros**

If any other woman dared to slap Eros- he wouldn't take it so kindly. At first, he was shocked- the seemingly weak human had hit him. Then, Eros felt a bit angered. After a few deep breaths, his facial expression changed to one resembling a dangerous predator, ready to attack. Ares purred in delight, taking in the fact that their mate is not as weak as they had assumed. Eros felt how his dick hardened in his pants, suddenly feeling as aroused as never- biting his lip, his thoughts overtaken with ideas of Eve, bent over his knee, later on, fucked till she lost any sass or resistance.

"I see," he chuckled darkly, moving his enormous body closer to the terrified woman.

"Y-you see what?" She stepped backward, her back hitting the wall way too fast.

"Who would have thought that this kitten has claws," his eyes travelled over her body, greedily taking in the view of her still half-naked form.

"Don't call me that, I'm a human being, not an animal," Eve snarled at him, not only annoyed but angry for his choice of words.

"You do resemble a kitten. So cute and innocent looking, hiding that fighter deep inside. You do possess a lot of cat sass." Eve felt as if her cheeks were on fire, he moved closer, stopping just a few feet from her.

"I am not a cat. End of discussion. And you did deserve that slap!" she whisper-yelled. Eros moved fast- before she noticed, Eve was trapped between the wall and the shifter's enormous body. He breathed deeply, growls forming in his chest. Eve could feel the heat radiating from his body; she had to bite her lip to keep the moan from escaping. Despite being inexperienced, she knew how Eros was affecting her and what she wanted the most yet kept blaming the mark he left on her neck.

"I did deserve that, huh? And why is that so?" His voice changed to one much deeper.

"Because you kissed me without my consent. You did the same with the mark thing, remember? You know, the day, when you sank your teeth into my neck and didn't ask me if I would enjoy kinky shit like biting," she frowned at first, then Eve covered her mouth as she realised what she had just said out loud. Eros leaned his head back and laughed. Eve wouldn't stop surprising him and now, comparing mate mark to her idea of what it is- it was the funniest thing he had heard in a long time.

"Alright. I deserved that slap if you say so. And you deserve some spanking, now," Eros pressed his body closer to hers, enjoying how Eve's breath hitched from his actions.

"For that one slap and all the awful things you've told me so far," he continued, leaning closer to her neck and tracing gentle kisses, "I should bend you over my knee, rip that bedsheet away from your tempting body and spank you till you scream in pleasure. And trust me when I say- you would enjoy it more that you can imagine," his voice was low, words leaving his lips slowly, sounding so seductive. Eve's knees trembled.

"I- I would not," she whispered, closing her eyes, somehow finding herself enjoying the situation. Suddenly, his palm landed on her ass- it wasn't a slap, nor spanking, he grabbed onto it and lifted her, against the wall. She bit her lip and moaned unintentionally, wrapping her legs around his waist on instinct. Eve was utterly hazed, lost in the sensation of his lips, tasting her skin. She slid her fingers into his hair, forgetting that she hated his whole kind just minutes ago. The phone, in his back pocket, rang. Eros ignored the caller, it wasn't important. Right now, he finally had Eve where he wanted her, and he was unwilling to let go of the opportunity. His phone kept ringing; the caller was not giving up.

"Answer your phone," Eve moaned.

"No, you're more important. Whoever is calling can go and fuck themselves while I fuck you," he growled, playfully slapping her ass. Eros traced kisses from her neck to her jawline slowly, almost teasingly, until they finally found Eves. As their lips collided, both moaned, kissing passionately, as if there was no tomorrow. Eve ignored the primitive way Eros announced that he's about to mate her. The woman found herself craving more skin-to-skin contact with the beast, eager to give herself to him. Just a week ago, she would have laughed if anyone had told her that she'd give her virginity to a werewolf willingly. Now, she wanted to rip his clothes off and savour her body until the moment she felt nothing at all. His phone kept ringing, the sound becoming more irritating for both, disturbing their heated make-out session. Eve caught Eros by surprise and bit his bottom lip. He separated his lips from hers and grinned.

"Hot," Eros breathed and leaned closer to her face when his phone rang again.

"You should answer, maybe something serious happened," Eve tried to catch as much breath as she could, his kisses left her breathless. Eros pressed his body against Eves even harder, holding one hand on her ass and reaching for his phone with another. He took a glance at the screen and groaned.

"It's my mother," he growled, suddenly their last encounter invading his mind.

"What are you waiting for? Pick it up; there must be a reason why she keeps calling you," Eve scolded him. Eros couldn't help himself, as he looked down at her with a loving smile. She was indeed a gift from the Gods. Carefully, he carried her to the bed and stepped aside. He didn't want to risk her falling; her knees most likely had gotten weak.

"Thank you," Eve blushed and turned away. She couldn't understand where it came from, but she didn't regret the feeling of lust and want. He chose her as a mate; after all, this would happen sooner or later.

"I'll take this call, be ready in five, I'd like to take you out," Eros winked at her and left the room. He rushed to his office and took a deep breath before answering his mother's call.

"Mother," he spoke coldly, not a hint of his previous emotions lingering in his voice.

"Eros, thank God you finally answered my call. You have no idea how worried I was," the woman whined, sounding rather annoyed.

"Well, that's a first then," he simply stated, intentionally trying to piss her off. She's calling him, suddenly being worried about his well-being? Eros knew that the outcome of her call would lead to no good.

"I'm sorry, okay. We have to talk urgently. This is not a phone call conversation, you have to come here, or I'll come over. Please, this is important," as she spoke, Eros could hear her frantic footsteps echoing in the room. His mother did sound genuinely worried, and despite everything, she was the woman who had given birth to him, Eros did owe her a little respect.

"I can come later, around evening," he suggested, keeping Eve in mind. She's acting more understanding, and Eros wanted to take her out. To show off his beautiful mate, if needed, to shout from the top of his lungs, for everyone to know that she is his.

"Then I'll come to your house. Which part of ‘this is urgent’ you don't understand?" she snarled.

"I'm busy, mother. I promised my mate to take her out- she's getting ready as we speak," Eros announced with a smile on his lips. Maybe now, his mother will understand that he is going to mate Eve, and nothing will stop him.

"This is about your mate," she blurted out.

"Mind to tell me something, what I don't know about myself? I'm pretty curious as to how you could know anything about her. Just days ago, you disowned me and now this? Mother, what has gotten into you?" Eros questioned her, becoming a little anxious as to why his mother had brought up Eve. There was no way she had found out anything he didn't know, right?

"Just please come over, I'll explain everything. I promise to be quick; you must know the truth," she pleaded and hung up before he could reply. Eros paced around his office, debating on whether he should go or not. The curiosity was killing him; everything about Eve worried him greatly. He walked to his bedroom and opened the door, seeing Eve sat on his bed, dressed in his clothing. A low growl of appreciation left his lips, Eve bolted up on her feet, a quiet yelp leaving her lips.

"You startled me," she giggled, holding a hand on her heart.

"Can't help it, you look so damn sexy in my clothes. They suit you better than me, for sure," he approached her, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"You have no idea how much I want you right now, but it's not the time. I promised to take you out, but first, there is some important matter I have to deal with. If you want, I can take you home and pick you up from there after I'm done. Or you can stay here and wait for me," he grinned, admiring the adorable pout on her lips.

"I'd like to see my parents, if you don't mind," she whispered. Eros didn't say a word, just nodded his head and smiled, suddenly lifting Eve into his arms, carrying her to the car.

"I can walk, you know," she giggled.

"Oh, I know that. Doesn't mean that I can let go of an opportunity to carry my mate to the car," Eve looked up to him with admiration in her eyes.

For a moment there, she was ready to break down crying. He had been trying so hard for her, showing so much affection, and she kept pushing him away. She felt terrible for being so bratty, almost losing the gentlest, and at the same time, the most savage man she had met. Eros drove her to her parent's house and accompanied her to the door. He pecked her forehead, promised to be back shortly, and rushed away.
Driving like a maniac, Eros almost jumped out of the car before it came to a stop. He rushed into his mother’s office, without any greetings, he dropped his body onto the sofa and looked her straight in the eyes.

"I'm happy that you decided to find out the truth about your mate," she said coldly, her eyes traveling to his.

"The truth is- there is no truth. Am I correct, mother?" After taking one glance at the woman, he knew something was off with her.

"The truth is... She's about to run. She will leave you."