Chapter Sixteen- Spoiled Milk

The onslaught was sudden and shocked Lenora to her very core. Ares reached out like a serpent on its unwilling prey, grabbing her wrist. It wasn’t enough to hurt but the pressure increased with each beat of a second. Lenora’s face dropped in surprise, a pale hue coating her features. “What’s wrong? You’re hurting. Let go!” Lenora wasn’t sure what brought this on. Of course the two weren't the best of pals but never had any of them showed such unwarranted disregard for the other.  What had caused this beast to stir at such a time? It was the middle of the night, not the witching hour.   “Why should I let you go? So that you can parade in front of other men? Listen and listen well. You are a Levine and married to me. You represent my name in front of anyone who knows who you are. Even if you want to disgrace us and slander our name; you ask for my approval first!” Pure unadulterated anger came off of Ares in waves. He was seething and Lenora had no idea why. Ares believed that Leno