ELENA’S POVThere was a muscle beating in my temples when I awoke with a groan, reeling from the sore pain that caressed my body like a lover’s hands.The orange flames that crackled in the stone mantelpiece of the fireplace raged wildly in the quiet room and I felt my teeth chatter as icy wind blew in from the billowing window curtains. “Miss Wolfe! Are you alright?” Emily’s soft voice came from beside me and I whipped around to see the worried expression on her white face. I inhaled a ragged breath when pain stabbed at the sides of my head and I felt the maid’s insistent hands on my shoulder once more, forcing me into the familiar comfort of the bedding.“Rest now, Miss Wolfe, it's a miracle you folks escaped when you did. If I could take out that bastard Cove pack Alpha myself I would! Just for what he did to you, M’lady!” Emily swore, cursing extensively under her breath as she shook her fists in the air.“How long-” I started before coughing through the sandy feeling in my throa
ANTHONY’S POVMy brother’s icy glare was sharp enough to cut through stone as he glared at me with his nostrils flaring in rage.“Miss Elena?! Oh my goodness! Miss Elena!” The maid’s shrill voice snapped my brother’s glare away from me just as he opened his mouth to say something.I glanced sharply to the bed dias where the woman lay, not wanting to admit that my heart had begun to race when I saw her eyes closed again.I had been sneaking back and forth from my chambers to Elena’s quarters, content to listen to her maid reading to her before the guards reported to me that she had woken up.“Shit, she's too weak, she passed out. Have the nursemaids brew stronger tonics and smelling herbs for the lady Emily.” Michael thundered and I ground my teeth as the maid bowed to the both of us, her wide eyes blinking frantically before she dashed through the doors.“What the fuck is wrong with you Anthony? Do you have NO TACT AT ALL?” Michael hissed in a heated voice and I could tell the only re
ANTHONY’S POVMy brother’s icy glare was sharp enough to cut through stone as he glared at me with his nostrils flaring in rage.“Miss Elena?! Oh my goodness! Miss Elena!” The maid’s shrill voice snapped my brother’s glare away from me just as he opened his mouth to say something.I glanced sharply to the bed dias where the woman lay, not wanting to admit that my heart had begun to race when I saw her eyes closed again.I had been sneaking back and forth from my chambers to Elena’s quarters, content to listen to her maid reading to her before the guards reported to me that she had woken up.“Shit, she's too weak, she passed out. Have the nursemaids brew stronger tonics and smelling herbs for the lady Emily.” Michael thundered and I ground my teeth as the maid bowed to the both of us, her wide eyes blinking frantically before she dashed through the doors.“What the fuck is wrong with you Anthony? Do you have NO TACT AT ALL?” Michael hissed in a heated voice and I could tell the only re
Elena WolfeI could feel the warmth of a hard body pressing against my back even before I opened my eyes. I glanced around the shadowed room, taking in the fire that burned low in the hearth and the blue-blackness of the sky outside the large windows, the half-open door of the balcony that allowed the muffled voices of the maids from the courtyards below to bleed through.“Mmngh,” The man’s deep groan behind me made my eyes widen and I inhaled a deep breath reflexively, trying not to move until the man’s girth settled behind me.Michael? Anthony? My heart hammered frantically in my chest, for all I know any guard could have wandered in while I was asleep!I could feel the thick meat of the man’s cock pressing solidly against my back and a delicious tingle ran through my body despite myself. My breath caught in my throat when the man’s woody scent filled my nose and I exhaled with relief.Michael. I turned slowly to see his chiseled body sprawled out on the bed beside me and felt somet
Seven nights…It was how long the first Alpha of Gotham pack had been avoiding me. The sharp sting of pain in my finger made me hiss before I realized I had nibbled the damned limb down to the bone.How dare he embarrass me like this?! Did Anything have any idea what humiliation I had to endure when I heard the maids gossiping about his attention to that Elena bitch when he hadn't even come by to see me!Was I just another fucking mistress to him now?!“Curse you!” I screeched, slamming one of the fancy ceramic plant pots hard against the wall where it shattered into tiny porcelain pieces, the sight of which did nothing to calm the raging burn in my chest.“M’lady, you must calm down, for the sake of the bairn at least-” One of the fresh-faced pussies Anthony had assigned to me squealed and I turned to give the bitch a look that could have turned her into stone.“Calm down?! Shut your dirty mouth you little whore! It's my child to do with as I please!” I roared, watching the maid jerk
Anthony’s POVThe noise of drills and chisels roared in the castle foyer as I stormed toward the high-rise apartment building of the redhead’s chambers.I tried to put the disastrous thoughts of the elders forcing me to mate with Carla the way they had forced my father to mate with my mother and bike rose in my throat.“Please goddess,” I prayed, hoping I was not too late as I rounded the gold stair banister that looked over the hallway to Carla’s chambers.The huge gold double doors bowed away easily as I launched my foot into the wood…HARD, ignoring the uniformed guards at the doorpost who scrambled away hurriedly.The room had been plunged into darkness, with only a faint yellow light from the overhead candelabra illuminating the sultry seductress who had been sitting with her legs crossed on the bed…almosy as if she had been waiting for me.What the fuck?“At last, I was wondering when you were going to show up.” She murmured in a sultry voice that instantly sparked my rage when I
I shifted my weight uneasily on both feet as a loud rumbling of thunder pedaled through the night’s air, the second time now since we had marched on horseback into the thick forest of dried trees.“How long has the body been here?” Anthony’s gruff voice was emotionless, but I could sense the rage simmering beneath his calm exterior.The rogue’s words blurred in my ears as I stared at the body…or what remained of it. Ezra Gooding...one of the elite wolves of Gotham looked like a bloody mass of potato pudding, a dark stain on the billowing snow.Murdered. Whoever did this had been trying to send a message. “This is bad boss…shit hitting the sky type of fucked up-” Klein Markov’s gravelly rumble made me grind my teeth before I tore my gaze away from the mess of skin and bones and teeth that looked nothing like the hearty elder I had seen only hours ago.“Whoever did this Anthony…it had to have been recent! Don't you see?!” I snarled, whirling around to face my brother’s daunting frame a
ELENA’S POVMy knuckles turned white on the soft pillow I gripped in my hand as I blinked slowly, only hearing the noise of my heart hammering in my chest in the silence that followed.What the hell was that? My pulse throbbed in my wrists as I sat up slowly, taking in the quiet hum of the overhead air vents in the shadowy room.The fire in the stone hearth had gone out, leaving an eerie chill in the air that made goosebumps break on my flesh.I couldn't tell if the scream I had heard was all in my head or not before the rushed sound of feet pacing in the hallway snapped me to my feet. I had been sleeping since my trust in Michael, recovering under Emily’s care and the unnecessary amount of sweet soup broths she brought in for me.My body still tingled at the memory of my promise, the way Michael’s manly hands scoured over my body as he murmured praises and sweet nothings in my ear.His sweet woody scent still lingered on my pillows and it was all I could do not to press them to my fa