ELENA WOLFEI could scarcely hear the whooshing of the wind through the large blue windows, or the murmur of conversation of the elite women sitting around the tea table in the drawing room.How could I? Blood roared in my ears and I gripped the window sill until my knuckles shone white…tight, as I watched the scene below me.There was something about the way Michael held himself away from the rogue that set alarm bells ringing in my head. Something was very wrong. Michael was always smiling, but there was not a hint of amusement on his face as he glared at the rogue wolf.Did any of this have to do with Alpha Alaric? I shuddered when the dark beast’s image swam in my mind before shaking myself.My ears flexed as I tried to make out what the man who had his back turned to me was hissing to my mate, but the only sound that filled my head was the wind howling through the windows.“What the hell? You're not even listening to us Elena, really! This isn't the way a future Luna is supposed
ELENA WOLFEThe blonde Alpha closed the distance between us cautiously, before pausing at the center, his worried eyes raking up and down my body before settling in my belly with alarm.“Elena? What happened? Fucks sake, you look like you’ve just seen a ghost! The baby-” He growled, sweeping into the room like a hurricane, his woody scent making my knees instantly weak.I didn't have time to beat around the bush and I ratted out the words instantly before the lump in my throat thickened.“T-the baby is fine…Is everything okay Michael? I saw you…from the drawing room with Markov-” I whispered, biting my tongue when the man’s hard body instantly stiffened.Michael froze as understanding dawned on his face, his blue eyes glancing away from me to stare at something in the distance before they came back, hot and searing.“I'll handle my business with the rogue Lena, I just…need you to take care of yourself. Please.” He rasped, tightening his hands around my wrists and bringing them to his
ELENA’S POV The rumble of thunder in the overcast rims of the night sky did nothing to lessen my uneasiness as Emily’s thin fingers flew over my body, pulling the thick black fur coat high around my shoulders before lowering the hood of the cape over my eyebrows. It was freezing, and I rubbed my hands together, wishing now that I had taken the gloves when the maid suggested it. It was too late now, I rocked back and forth on the balls of my feet, creeping toward the woman when she waved her hand hurriedly at me. “That's one post down, M’lady, the guards don't patrol often around the apartments, to let the Gotham elders see their mistresses you know?” She murmured distractedly and I hid an amused smile behind my shaky hands. Trysts in Gotham?! My goodness have I been living under a rock! It was no wonder the women were always dressed to kill! I tried to imagine someone as fancy as Theodora or Racquel fooling around in the bushes with their legs high in the air as one of the massi
ELENAS POVMichael’s raspy voice made my pussy clench and I felt the mix of our juices dripping down the crack of my ass.The meaty sounds of our flesh smacking together filled the air as the men thrust in and out of my pussy and ass, pinning me between their bodies.“Don't stop, please don't stop -” I panted, my voice breaking from the force of their thrusts before Anthony growled in my ear and my toes curled deliciously.I was on the edge now, bouncing like a rag doll between the two men and throwing my head back when Michael’s fingers cupped around my throat and yanked me into his chest, his teeth grazing my ear in a way that made me moan loudly again.“You're so fucking wet Lena, Fuck! You're milking me!” Michael’s raspy snarl came in my ear, and his hands tightened sweetly around the small of my waist, making tingles spread on my back.“Yes! Yes!” I cried, bucking my hips high enough to mash against the men’s pumping bodies and feeling my eyes roll back in my head as my body stif
ELENA’s POVSeveral beats passed in the silence that followed, broken only by the rush of waves around us, echoing through the cave walls.I swallowed reflexively, flattered when the men carefully dressed me, each brush of their fingers and each stroke of my hair igniting the embers of passion that burned low inside of me.“I brought in the horses while your lazy ass was asleep, you can thank me for that, brother,” Michael tutted, backing away toward the mouth of the cave until the sun blinded my view of him.Anthony barked a laugh, tugging me along after throwing the rest of our stuff in his ornate wooden box and coming out behind me.If I had thought the stream looked dazzling in the moonlight, it was even better under the yellow haze of the sun.I hooded my hand over my eyes and gawked at the beautiful scenery.The grasses were greener, each red and white and lavender of the flowered vines that hung like a tapestry over the bare water rocks standing out even more.“Goddess, it's be
Anthony’s POVThe air in Gotham smelled of wildflowers, herbs and mossy rocks.I tightened my hold around the woman in my arms when she stiffened, her pretty little heart thudding so much that I could feel it thrum all over her body.I drew circles over her hand with my thumb, willing her to stay, reminding her that I was behind her. I had never seen any woman so committed to running away than Elena. But I wasn't going to let anything happen to her. Neither was Michael, whose eyes had narrowed suspiciously on the scene before us.I knew almost immediately the gates reeled open that something was very wrong. Felt the ache in my chest even before I met the wide eyes of the guards and groundsmen who watched from their posts on the walls and castle grounds as we marched our walk of shame into the granite lot.“What the hell happened here? Bloody hell, talk about a walk of shame,” Michael murmured under his breath at me, and I was so happy that he was talking to me again that for a moment,
MATTHEW THE GUARD I wasn't supposed to be here. I had gone deeper into the woods, farther away from the burning fluorescent light of the palace walls like His Highness said I should.This night was very important, I could almost feel the rush of adrenaline blazing through my body.Someone in Gotham had killed the love of my life. My Sophia.No one knew what it felt like, to watch life play out from the sidelines.I had been toiling away for months, tracing back my woman’s steps to the night of the murder, and finally, finally, I had hit it big.My boots crunched loudly as I paced over the dried leaves matting the forest floor, glancing around the darkness as anxiety tightened in my gut.What the hell was taking Sir Anthony so long? My letter had been clear enough hadn't it? I'd told His Highness about my suspicions.How I figured out Alfred hadn't been alone the night Sophie was killed. He had been working with someone even more, powerful, evil. “Just you wait Sophie, after tonight,
MICHAEL’s POV“What?” My shocked rasp seemed like it had come from somewhere far away as I stared disbelievingly at the royal assassin.Her long, curly black hair was stretched into a tight bun at the top of her head and her upturned eyes washed over me briefly, before softening when she met my eyes.Who was dead? I shook my head, exhaling a static, disbelieving laugh before Elena’s cold hands pressed comfortingly around my bicep.I had seen the body what felt like hours ago, but I hadn't yet been able to scrounge the image of the corpse from my mind. The pale white skin was shredded through with claws and blades until it was a mess of ripe, tender insides.The skin of the guard’s face had been peeled back messily and his eyes gouged out, leaving only empty, bloodied sockets where they used to be.I had killed many in my lifetime, but the scene back in that cold room, with bodies hanging off the ceilings, frozen for food, had been nothing short of evil.The smell of blood and pine tha
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