Michael's PovAnthony and I moved towards the guards, our strides echoing through the grand corridors of the palace. The situation about finding out where and who fitz really is?, was still a mystery. “ I need all hands on deck, Every houses , family, beggars , anything that breath in this kingdom should be questioned about fits whereabouts, I need answer and I need them now,”, I said instructing the guards to be meticulous and yet emphasizing the need for discreet."We don’t know exactly who we are facing, so be subtle but yet persistent in your queries. I have come to suspect that some one inside the palace is feeding fitz with information, So try and kept this a secret between yourselves," Anthony voice holding authority as he emphasized, "Every tidbit matters, no matter how small. Every whisper could lead us closer to the truth, so get all the information you can”The guards nod in acknowledgment, before they disperse, fanning out into the palace to commence their duties. For som
Masquerade of SecretsAs I descended to the grand staircase, the silk of my gown swirled around me like a cascade of midnight-blue waves. The ballroom's opulence gleamed under the shimmering lights, casting a magical aura over the evening, it was beautiful. My heart fluttered with a mix emotions, I was excitement and also nervous about what Anthony and Micheal would think about my appearance. Not that I care about their opinions, I was right I dress to met up with their expectations or maybe surpass it, Michael and Anthony did invited me to this elegant affair after all, impressing them with my look wouldn’t be exactly a sin, even though they almost threaten me to come stating that I had no Choice but to show myself as the Luna. Truth be told the dress I wore was indeed fit for a Luna but it wasn’t what they had picked although I loved the dress Emily showed it to me,I just really wasn’t going to do what they said like a little good dog, So I picked this one I want and made sure I lo
The grand ballroom was an opulent display of wealth and power, draped in regal hues of crimson and gold. Chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting a soft, ethereal glow across the room, adding an air of elegance to the festivities. As Alphas of our respective packs, Michael and I were expected to make an entrance, a spectacle that would inevitably draw the attention of all in attendance.As we entered the ballroom, the air shifted, heads turning to catch sight of the Alphas. Whispers spread like wildfire, acknowledging our arrival. The members of different packs offered their greetings and courtesies, acknowledging our status as leaders. Michael effortlessly engaged in conversation, his laughter resonating across the room, while I remained stoic, acknowledging others with a mere nod.I stood tall beside Michael, observing the scene with a detached gaze. The coldness of my demeanor was in stark contrast to Michael's jovial and amiable nature. His easy smile and friendly demeanor seeme
Echoes of uneaseStill observing, my eyes honed in on Elena, her grace captivated me through the night. Soon she walked over to a man with brown long hair packed behind him, he looked like distinguished gentleman but I hadn’t seen him before. From a distance, I observed their exchange trying reading between the lines of their dialogue but still couldn’t figure out what they were saying.I gave Micheal a signal with my eyes to look around the room, his glance across the room and saw Elena, his jawline hardened as he turned back to me and a silent agreement had passed between us. Maintaining my composure I left, it’s not like anyone was going to miss me, I navigated through the gathering, approaching Elena and the gentleman, The man and mine eyes met, a silent exchange laden with unsaid words that were very clear, I was going to kill him, if he didn’t move away."I'm afraid I must depart," the gentleman interjected, his tone carrying a hint of reluctance. "But it's been a pleasure meeti
I smiled and laughed at stupid joke because today was one of the only day I had to be nice, to create strong alliances from the other parks.“ Excuse me”, I said , I walked towards Anthony who was walking to me, Anthony’s grave expression, contrasting with his typically composed demeanor wasn’t what concerns me it was when his eyes darting around to ensure no curious ears lingered nearby. As he approached me, his voice, low and urgent, slicking through the festive symphony enveloping us."Michael," he began, "The man we saw Elena speaking to earlier was Fitz." The name hit me like an unexpected storm, thundering through my mind with a jolt of raw anger. Fitz!!, how dare he?. My fists clenched instinctively, my jaw tightened as Itried to processed the information. How did she meet him, is she hurt?, how could this happen under my watch. The audacity of Fitz actions fueled the fiery wrath simmering within me. With a calculated breath, I made a conscious choice. I knew disrupting the f
Elena’s POVThe mere utterance of Fitz’s name sent ripples of unrest through the air, triggering an immediate shift in air between I and Anthony, he stared at me for a while and for the first time, I saw emotions on his for more than five seconds, there was anurgency in his expression as he summoned guards to encircle me, their presence was asuffocating reminder of the gravity of the situation, I was still unaware of but I didn’t dare to question. I felt like a pawn caught in a dangerous game, unsure of the rules or the stakes. The confusion swirling around me, soon left me disoriented, trying to grasp the magnitude of the unseen threat lurking in the shadows and what exactly I had done to evoke this anger from the Anthony, silently hopping they hadn’t found out my plan to escape.As the night wore on, the escalating tension tightened its grip, coiling around me like a constricting serpent. I sensed the palpable unease, the guards’ watchful eyes never straying from their duty of prot
Elena’s POVThe weight of their collective gaze bore down on me like an oppressive force, each glance from Anthony, Michael, and Fedora an intense beam that dissected my every movement. Why were they looking at me? And why do I have the problem of never looking away. Their scrutiny wrapped around me like a suffocating cloak that stirred an unsettling discomfort within.I smiled, hoping it would drift their focusaway from me but it remained fixed on me, the air seemed like it grew taut with tension, permeating the ballroom with an unspoken unease worst than it already was. Their attention towards me created a vulnerable atmosphere, leaving me feeling exposed and naked, their eyes locking onto me with an almost palpable intensity. An anxious knot tightened in the pit of my stomach, a feeling of foreboding gripping me as their gaze bore down with escalating intent.When i thought things couldn’t get worst, it did the room's ambiance shifted as Anthony and Michael began to walk toward me
Elena’s POVThe opulent ballroom seemed to still have it magic, I looked around and i could see every one was happy, even the girls who stood at a particular corner of the room gossiping looked happy, everyone smiling and laughing at jokes,Why wasn’t I happy?This night was suffocating and there was a heavy foreboding tension that lurked beneath the polished veneer of elegance.Michael and Anthony, usually the epitome of collected demeanor, exchanged quick glances fraught with a silent urgency. Their whispered conversation, hidden behind seemingly casual nods and gestures, was a clandestine negotiation of their shared resolve to depart.Michael glanced around the room, observing the faces and sensing the atmosphere, while Anthony's jaw clenched slightly, indicating an inner turmoil. Their conversation was veiled with mysterious references, spoken softly but laden with unexpressed emotions. Each word they exchanged seemed crucial, carrying a sense of urgency, as if woven into a shared
Queen Elena Gotham“Bloody hell, are they fucking trying to wake the dead?” The man’s voice in my ear growled and I tried to bite down on the laugh that bubbled up inside me.The noisy grind of saws and breaking concrete made me screw my eyes open with a satisfied yawn and my lips formed a smile at Michael’s husky voice.“Good morning my love-” Anthony growled before pressing his lips to my head, the amusement twinkling in his eyes as I blushed furiously, untangling my body from their twinned limbs.It had been almost three weeks since the war and the birth of our son, Aiden Gotham, and Carla’s daughter Yulga.Anthony and Michael had moved me fully into their grand chambers and Gotham’s rebuilding was slowly coming together, with double the size of the men and cannons we had before.“Your Highnesses! The royal mistress’ carriage is ready,” A guard’s voice boomed in the hallway and my shoulders tensed immediately as I sucked in a breath.Shit, I had almost forgotten we were supposed t
Michael GothamAdrenaline shot through my body like liquid dynamite and I knew deep inside me part of it had to be the curse working.It felt like a rift was opening in my head as my wolf shifted into place, my muscles bulging until there were plate-sized grooves in my shoulders and biceps before I charged at the flood of beasts, taking out a decent chunk of them by swinging my long sharp claws in a messy arc.“Who dares to invade Gotham?” I roared at the beast’s approaching and the frail line of guards between us with their shields up. Fuck, with most of our firepower soldiers injured I knew the string of guards would be no match for the colossal beasts that were pounding their way towards us with thick white drool dragging at the corners of their mouths.“Markov! Eyes on the gates! We need to stop that thing from getting any closer!” I thundered at the gaunt wolf who flashed his fangs in understanding, knocking down more the the beasts when they got too close.I flew at the beast a
ANTHONY GOTHAM“What the fuck was that?” Michael’s harsh voice rasped and I snapped my head up in time for a woman’s haunting scream echo through the dark woods again.The thick line of blood smeared around Michael’s jaw from the carcass he bit into looked garish with the silvery moonlight beating down on us between the thick pine trees.What the hell was any woman doing out here by this time?And why the hell did it sound so familiar? A bolt of unease rips through my gut when the woman’s screams comes again, closer...more desperate.My feet are moving before I can stop myself just as I hear Michael curse behind me before his heavy footfalls tear through the space.The sight of a large beast on top of the red-haired woman made a bellow break from my throat as I watched the Cove beast’s eyes snap up before he flashed his fangs at me and disappeared.Those eyes…shit! Alfred? “Are you okay Carla? Bloody hell, what the fuck were you thinking coming up here by this time?” I roared, cuppin
Carla WinehouseMy belly felt like a volcano pit about to erupt as I glared down at the dark-haired woman who watched me back with a stony expression on her face.“You are not allowed in my chambers, Carla Winehouse, how many times do I have to say it for it to get through to your thick skull-” Elena spat acidly, her bright grey eyes narrowing dangerously as I fought to keep the shock from showing on my face.My heart started its harsh mechanical grinding in my chest and it was all I could do to keep from leaping at her.Who the hell did she think she was?I stalked toward her slowly, waiting until I was only inches from her stupid perfect face to snap my claws around her neck, surprised when her hands shot up to squeeze my arms.“Just because you’ve been away for however long you have Elena, doesn't mean that anything’s changed in this palace,” I growled, tightening my claws around her neck before flicking her wrist away when she beat at my chest and shoved her into the wall.The rag
Michael GothamMy mouth tasted like a rat had curled up and died in it when I came to.“Michael? Can you hear me?” The rogue’s scratchy voice made me drop my fangs instinctively.Just how close was the motherfucker to me? Bloody hell if I didn't know any better I'd have sworn he had a crush on me or something!My eyes rolled around in my head before I dared to open them, the black pinhole of my vision slightly easing as I glanced around the dark room and realized I was hissing.What the hell was up with that?My veins felt like they were filled with molten lava and it was all I could do not to claw at the beautiful woman that strutted into the room only minutes after.“Could you get me more of this Markov? Please?” I whispered when he hesitated, still cradling Elena in my arms and watching his gaze flickered between the two of us before he snatched the blood bag from my hands, muttering curse words under his breath.“I'm not your fucking butler Gotham, get your own fucking blood next
ELENA GOTHAM“M-Michael?” I gasped breathlessly, inching hesitantly toward his cold face before I saw his lips twitch and I shot across the room like a freight train from hell.“Careful Elena! Heck! The baby!” Markov’s scathing hiss was quick behind me but I didn't care as I wrapped my hands around Michael’s hard body, marveling at how much bigger he had gotten.It was like he had changed overnight! “Oh my goodness! Freaking hell, you’re alive! You don't know how happy I am!” I managed to choke through the tears that were now streaming down my face.“I can see it,” Michael grunted and I pulled back to see the ghost of a smile on his face, noting how the dark circles around his eyes were gone.It felt too good to be true.“W-what herb is this? Did the nursemaids put you on some miracle moonshine or something? Heck, this feels just like one of Alaric’s experiments-” I chuckled unsurely now, my hands shaking on his chest before Michael’s hands circled mine, the sight of his black veins
ELENA GOTHAMThe soft chirping of the birds outside made a smile spread across my lips before I screwed my eyes open with a lazy yawn.The sun fell in yellow slants through the thick grey floor-length curtains and I allowed myself a contented squeal.My entire body felt pleasantly sore and I pressed my fingers to my lips as memories of Anthony and me last night flashed through my mind.I had never imagined my little seduction would work so well with a baby between us and my body throbbed as the memory of his need and longing washed over me again.I wasn't going to lose Anthony now or let that Carla wench play her silly little games in Gotham anymore.“Emily!” I screamed, yawning as I shuffled out of bed to splash cold water on my face, eyeing my straight black hair that parted around a slender oval face in the mirror.My breath caught in my throat when I saw how swollen my lips were from my husband’s kisses and heat fanned up my neck to my cheeks.The muted sounds of soldiers parading
ANTHONY GOTHAM“God I've missed you so fucking much-” I growled, groaning as pleasure shot through my body and goosebumps skittered over the bulk of my arms where I had pinned her hands against the wide wood bed frame.Elena’s porcelain face contorted in pleasure and pain as I nibbled at her lips, plunging deeper into her pussy and forcing back a shiver when she flexed around my cock.“I've missed you too Anthony…I thought…FUCK! I thought I'd never see you again-” My Queen panted, and I relished the way her breath caught in her throat when I rolled one pink rubbery nipple between my fingers, watching the way she arched her back into me.My entire body felt like it had gone up in flames and blood pounded in my ears as I plunged faster and faster between her splayed legs, allowing my eyes to squeeze shut as her moans grew louder and louder.I was almost sure the creak of the bed hitting the wall could be heard from a mile away as the sound of my balls hitting the soft round moons of her
ANTHONY GOTHAMI charged into the room faster than a freight train going off the rails when Elena’s scream tore through the palace.“What the hell?” Markov hissed, wide grey eyes swinging to face me before we both shot off.“Shit,” I hissed, my heart thumping with every step.Was Elena hurt? Was the palace under attack?! I felt my breath hitch in my throat so violently that nausea rolled through my body.Hurt and terror thrummed in my chest as I broke through the double doors, catching Elena just as she flew away from my brother’s pale body, her grey eyes wide with fear.“What the fuck is going on?” I roared, my voice harsher than I would have intended when the woman’s teary eyes met mine.“It's Michael…he…he-” Elena hiccuped, whipping her head from side to side before I caught her in my arms.I couldn't help the way my heartbeat spiked in my chest and held her in my arms reflexively. What the hell was she doing? I didn't like admitting that seeing her so heartbroken scared me, and c