Ares' POV
Despite this morning, today has turned out to be a good day. And of course I speak too soon. As we cross in front of a group of guys, some of them come to block us off from continuing our nice walk. Oh, lovely.
"Oh look at this!" One exclaim, arms spread as he comes towards us, obviously the leader of the group. I tense up, wishing I could just grab Thomas and run for the fucking hills. "It seems as if someone put big bad Ares on a fucking leash." He cackles coming around to stare at me with a wild smirk. Usually I would turn invisible and take care of these dumbasses by myself but I have extra cargo today and under no circumstances would I ever put my sassy kitten back in the situation we were in last night again.
I feel him step closer to me, his grip tightening on my loop protectively.
"What do you want?" I ask the cocky bastard.
