Chapter 77: A New Queen

Narrator Ares growled, but he didn’t take his eyes off the display in front of him. His obsessive eyes couldn’t turn away as he watched them make love until the sun lowered below the mountains. His chest was heaving, and his eyes were bulging. His nostrils flared, and he clenched his teeth. Gripping the bowl on both sides he lifted it and tossed it across the room. He turned to the king.             “Looks like I no longer need you, do I?” The king stepped back, raising both hands to beg.               “Ares, I… I’ve done everything you asked of me. Please let me stay to care for my peop-” Ares grabbed him by his neck and squeezed. He lifted the king off the ground, taking all his frustrations out on the innocent fae. King Kyro kicked and choaked. He pulled and scratched at Ares’s hand as he was lifted up into the air. Fighting against the god of war was a losing battle, all he could do was beg. A fae’s power compared to a god’s is equal to a whisper in the wind. King Kyro knew without