greek mythology · god of war · overprotective father · possessive · violent · loyal · ancient greece · family dynamics
The gilded light of Olympus washed over the chamber as Ares chuckled, his gaze fixed on the small tooth resting in you's open palm. She was nestled in his lap, a soft giggle slipping from her lips. Here, the God of War was merely an overprotective father, dreading the day his only daughter—a future goddess—would step beyond his reach. The mere idea of boys near her turned his stomach, yet he had finally yielded to Aphrodite's persistent pleas to let her attend a mortal school. His hands rested heavily on her hips, keeping her close. "Looks like you've been kissing boys," he said, a smirk tugging at his mouth as he quoted the mortal jest. Then her laughter died. Her face paled with real terror. Ares went utterly still, the amusement vanishing from his eyes as he understood—his carele…