ELENA WOLFETime seemed to stretch as I shifted uneasily on my feet, trying to ignore the cramping between my legs before Michael threaded his blood-stained hands through his hair, staining the blonde with tinges of dark red.“If you promise to let me bring guards to the cabin and fortify it as I wish, then you can stay until the next full moon,” Michael Gotham murmured, and I sucked in a breath, exchanging wide-eyed looks with the rogue before shaking my head.“How do you intend to do that without Anthony finding out?” Klein hedged, the caution in his voice evident.“Let me worry about that,” Michael snapped, narrowing his eyes at the rogue who backed off with his palms splayed.“Okay…alright then Michael,” “I'll go have this cleaned up then, sleep well Elena, I'll be down here doing what I can with this door if you need me,” Klein Markov whispered, patting my shoulder and motioning to the broken-down door meaningfully as Michael winced in the corner of my eye.“Night Markov,” I bre
Anthony Gotham The click of the guard’s camera flash as it went off left stars in my vision, blinding me to the trickling silver light of the moon as we stood around the small shadowed lot only feet from the bloody clearing. I watched the masked wolf shake out the photo in the Polaroid and slip it cleanly into his Manila bag. “What on earth happened here?” “It looks like there might have been a blood bath, Your Highness, all female…possibly more than one,” Fedora whispered, pointing out the deep tracks of blood staining the porcelain snow that had mixed with black earth. I held my breath, my boots shifting uneasily as I waited for the royal examiners to finish up with the evidence. The council would want a detailed explanation of why I had dragged half our troops from the base for a forest reckon that ended up being a wild fucking goose chase. “Are we done here yet?” I growled, the despair twisting in my chest only doubled when one of the masked wolves held up his thumb for me.
MICHAEL GOTHAMI had always loved watching the woman sleep. Elena’s porcelain face was perfection, save for the faded purple bruises she had gotten from her fall, she looked like the moon goddess herself.Black silky hair was already out in a cloud above her and those full pink lips half-parted in her sleep.“Goodbye, my love,” I whispered, before pressing my lips into her forehead and brushing my knuckles over her face lightly, afraid to wake her.“Blasted hells,” I muttered as I ran through the forest, shifting back into my human just in time to slip into the Gotham fortress through the back gates and jog up to the servant’s quarters.I’d turned and walked out of the room without another word but I could still feel Elena’s sweet scent wafting around me like a calming breeze.I glanced around the empty courtyard and snapped off a dress I had seen hanging by the drying line, wrapping it all over my body and wrinkling my nose at the sharp floral scent that masked Elena’s own.“Y-Your H
ELENA WOLFEThe buzz of guards striding in and out of the wooden cabin filled the air.The second Alpha had kept true to his word and it worried me.There were hundreds of uniformed Gotham wolves striding in and around the clearing surrounding our safe house and it was all I could do not to pull my hair in frustration.“Come on people, are we getting this wall up or not?!” The rogue roared, and I turned to see the half-finished oak wood door that leaned against the door frame, the shiny brass knob catching the falling rays of the sun almost mesmerizingly.A ton of soldiers and nursemaids had arrived at the safe house after everything that had happened and yet there was still no sign of Michael…no sign of Emily.“Where should I keep this? Your Grace?” One of the pale-faced women in a monochrome milk-maid outfit rasped behind me and I turned to see her holding a thick blue flower vase in her hands.It would go well with the chestnut wood walls of my room.“Up in the attic, please Fiona,
MICHAEL GOTHAMThe dark-haired woman’s eyes were wide and frightened when she faced me, lowering her body to the white rumpled sheets of the bedding as I scrambled for how best to break the news to her.“What's going on Michael? You’ve been acting strange lately,” Elena breathed, clutching at my wrists when I brushed my hands over her shoulders reflexively, unable to resist touching her.If I was this desperate to be near my mate, how the hell was Anthony coping? I shook my head to clear the awful thoughts before realizing the woman’s soft grey eyes were still watching me.“Is this about Anthony? Did he say anything?” She rasped as if she had read my mind and I bit down on the reflexive jerk that worked at my shoulders before shaking my head no.“No, Anthony has nothing to do with this my love,” I breathed, exhaling a resigned sigh as dread pooled in my gut.“Then what is it?!... Surely…not Emily! They don't suspect she had anything to do with my disappearance-” She whispered, her be
Michael GothamThe weight pressed against my chest when I awoke with a start hardly felt real. Elena. I cursed inwardly.I hadn't imagined sleeping for this long! It was a wonder we weren't woken by Anthony’s raging shouts in the forest.How long had we been out? The ball of desire in my groin tightened when Elena moaned in her sleep, pushing her naked body harder against mine where she had tucked herself into my side.The breath hitched in my throat when I glanced around the dimly lit room, yellowed by the sun that steadily rose over the horizon and fell in slants through the high curtains of the windowed room.The soft sound of her breathing was like a bucket of ice water to my raging chest and I brushed my knuckles over her high, porcelain cheekbones, unable to resist the bond of attraction between us.“Elena?” I whispered, pressing a kiss to her lips before stretching to my feet and watching her screw her eyes open with a deep groan.“Michael? Are you leaving already? At least st
ELENA WOLFEEvery nerve in my body felt like it was a ticking time bomb as I paced up and down the length of the cabin living room.How long had the rogue been away?I was sick and tired of staring at walls and talking to myself all day! Even the handmaiden Michael had brought pissed me off!She wasn't Emily. She didn't understand.“Fuck this, I can't take this shit anymore!” I hissed, snapping on my purple night slip and slithering through the front door, aware that the eyes of every soldier in the foyer had turned to me.My hands shook before I fisted them in my dress, keeping my head up and marching determinedly toward the thick bamboo gates, daring any one of them to stop me.“Your Grace-” One of the soldiers attempted before I cut him off, whirling to face his ruddy square face with a self-righteous snort.I hated that I was acting like the bitchy Queen. That was Carla’s thing, and yet, my wolf demanded an escape.I couldn't just sit still.“The rogue has demanded we keep you ins
ANTHONY GOTHAMThe trip to the other allying packs was not going well, and the sun had set well over the line of the horizon when we reached the black, ominous mass of slender trees.“This is bad Anthony, damned near all of our allies have defected to Cove. What the fuck is Alaric even giving them? That beast has nothing to offer but pain and more fucking suffering!” Fedora hissed, her black eyes flashing between the cloth mask she wrapped around her face as our horses trotted around the dirt path.I hadn't wanted to think about it, but the woman was right. There were only so many traitors I could kill.Alaric Wolfe’s army was growing too darn close to Gotham and I didn't like it in the least bit.“Power. Isn't it obvious? Every mutt in Wolf County has blood lust the size of the fucking Atlantic!” I spat acidly, raising a hand to stop the march when my ears flexed on the quiet rustling sound coming only a few feet away from us.“Torches out!” I rasped through my teeth and the guard's
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