ALPHA MICHAEL GOTHAM“There! That's their leader! Get him!” I roared when my eyes caught on the large beast with deep white scars etched into his fur.The beast’s glowing red eyes caught on my face before he let out a drawn out shriek.“What the fuck is that?!” My brother’s enraged roar filled my ears as he appeared beside me in a instant, the hulking frame of his wolf making a surge of pride swell in my chest.“Dead, fucking, meat. Let's go-” I snarled, feeling my bones snap and shift into place as I bounded after the huge wolf.How the hell was he so fast? Adrenaline shot through my body like lightning, and it was all I could do not to let my beast cloud my mind as I shot forward.Was Elena okay?I watched the beast’s large, slinking bodies disappear over the walls, across the heap of the gutted corpses of our archers. I paused, sickened by the scene.They had died protecting Gotham, and the pain in my chest mixed with rage at their brutal deaths.I roared, my thoughts collided into
ELENA WOLFEMy entire body was trembling as I paced back and forth in my new room, wrapping my hands tightly around my sides as the chill of the night’s air blew in through the big windows.I could feel the maid’s uneasiness as she watched me pace the luxurious room with dark eyes.“You need to calm down Your Grace, the child-” She hedged, moving to meet me before I signaled her to stop.I didn’t trust myself to be around anyone yet. I could still feel the rage and pain biting in my belly and heart at the Alphas betrayal. “You know what I find amusing, Emilia?” I started, turning to face the slender girl and watching her eyes widen when she realized I had used her full name.“How is it, that you were the royal maid, Emilia, YOU were in and out of the royal apartments like a bloody rat, and yet you had no idea that Carla Winehouse was pregnant with my husband’s child?” I snarled, my tone cold as I watched shock freeze the girl’s pale face before she keeled over like she was going to b
My fists unclenched and clenched back into rocks at my sides before I realized that I was angry…no. Fuming.How dare Michael talk to me like I was some fucking idiot? I hated it! I hated the cold look in his eyes, the same one I had seen in Elena’s cold grey ones before she swept away from our wedding hall with tears streaking down her porcelain cheeks.“Y-Your Highness! Sir Markov isn't in right now-” One of the guards in red uniforms stuttered when I stopped before the oak wood of the rogue’s private chambers.I glared at him like he was stupid, biting back the remark that rose to the tip of my tongue, “Then I'll just wait inside, is that alright with you sir?” I asked sarcastically, harsher than I had intended, and felt a stab of guilt in my chest when the guard. “O-of course, Your Highness…certainly!” He stammered, red-faced, and I watched as he bowed low enough that I was sure he was kissing his knees.The air was cold and stale when I threw open the door to the rogue’s chambers
Carla WinehouseAnthony Gotham’s hazel-green eyes burned through my body like fire. The first Alpha was in his usual all-black ensemble, black dress shirt and baggy leather pants that still somehow emphasized the hard body underneath.His hair was longer, curling at the base of his neck and falling messily around the sides of his face as he glared up at me silently, his golden shoulder pads glinting in the moonlight.“Goddess help me,” I muttered, shivering and stumbling away from the windows when he strode inside the overhang of the balcony. I could feel trepidation wind tight coils through my belly as his footsteps echoed loudly on the stairs, and then in the hallway.Oh god, Anthony was going to be here any second! What do I do? What do I do? My heart raced wildly inside me eyes bulged from their sockets as I froze with indecision before the doors flew open and he stood before me.Power and rage crackled around his stout frame like lightning and the King glided to me like a cat.
ANTHONY GOTHAMThe Gotham dungeon was dark and cold, smelling faintly of moss and mildew. And blood...so much blood.The prisoner was surrounded by it, the thick liquid splattered on the rough gray walls like a macabre painting. I was itching to use the wrench in my hand once more, but Michael’s intense blue eyes held me in place.My brother had been acting off lately, his usual penchant for violence diminished to almost nothing after our confrontation in the foyer.If he was going to fight me for the throne then he had to put less effort into being a bloody goody-two-shoes.“Tell me again, Hagrid, what it is your Alpha is doing with these wolves,” I growled, and the overhead fluorescent whizzed dramatically, flickering before resuming its steady hum in the quiet room.Hagrid Wolfe groaned, turning to face me with his one good eye and struggling weakly against the silver chains wrapped around his thick body and neck.“You're going to want to think about your answer Wolfe. We're not in
MICHAEL GOTHAMFedora’s pinched black eyes burned holes in my face the second I stepped through the doors of the throne room.I could smell the musk of the elders that had gathered in the yellow-lit room before I saw them.They smelled like smoke and fire…like danger.“Nice of you to finally join us Your Highness, we were beginning to think you would ignore us like your brother,” Roderigo exclaimed in a voice that was louder than necessary and I resisted the urge to punch him in his face.I nodded at the other wolves, their grim expressions doing nothing to calm the panic raging inside me.This was what I got for Anthony’s little freak show.The men’s words blurred to static in my ears before I picked up on one of the agitated wolf’s rants.“You saw his barbaric actions back in that square Michael, surely you can't expect us to keep quiet about someone as unhinged as your brother being the Alpha of this pack!” Roderigo the elder roared, rising to his feet with enough force that I feare
ELENA WOLFESeven nights. That was how long it had been since I'd seen either of the powerful Gotham Alphas. Either of my mates.The pain in my chest felt like a rock now, hard and unyielding, no matter how many oil massages the servants gave me.I had time to think about everything, how perfect our love was until Carla’s shocking announcement. Everyone had loved me, even the elders, but now that everyone knew the red-haired woman had been pregnant before me, the threads of power had shifted to her hands. Her fucking claws.“I'm sure they're just as worried about you as you are about them M’lady,” Emily offered with a hopeful voice as I paced the room, before pausing to scoff.My reflection in the mirror was regal. I should have been used to seeing myself now, as the new Luna of Gotham and yet, my breath still somehow managed to get lodged in my throat.Dark mascara lined my eyes, making the almond shape seem almost mournful. My big grey eyes stared back in horror, the hint of tears m
ELENA WOLFENancy Gotham’s narrow face seemed to pale with shock as silence hung between us. It was obvious that she hadn't expected me to scream back at her, and I jutted my chin stubbornly, glaring right back at her.A low chuckle escaped her bright red lips before she pushed into me, making me stumble back until my back slapped against the cold grey walls of the palace buildings.I felt trapped, like the walls in my head were closing in.“You must feel pretty big talking to me like that Elena, don't you?” Nancy Gotham hissed, but there was a menacing glint in her eyes now that made my stomach roll.I opened and closed my mouth wordlessly, unable to unhook the words from my throat when I caught Emily’s wide eyes watching me from the dark mouth of the corridor opposite us.The maid was in her black and white monochrome uniform with a silver tray balanced on one hip and a glazed look I couldn't place in her eyes before she strode towards us cautiously.“Just remember this won't last l