ELENA’s POV“Go to your room Elena Wolfe… it's better that way,”The Alpha’s harsh words didn't stop ringing in my head. Tears froze on my cheeks and my nose stung from the cold as I trudged through the winding halls of the Gotham Pack Palace.The hole Alpha Michael’s rejection had left in my heart gnawed painfully at my insides before the noise of some women’s voices snapped me out of my trance.There were big colorful paintings on each side of the wall and a long column of glossy books on the shelves stacked neatly in the corner.Had I somehow gotten myself into the drawing room when I tried running away from the guards?“Did you see her face when the lights came on? The way she threw herself at Michael! What a shameless whore!” Another woman’s shrill voice echoed from a closer distance.Carla. I could tell that snotty-faced princess’ voice from a mile away.“Elena is practically a slut! Even that scandalous dress she wore! Did you see it? Alpha Anthony couldn't tear his eyes off h
Elenas POVThe loud cawing of the birds, as they scattered in the distance was the first thing I heard when I came to.The sky had darkened to a black void with only the fire sticks that were screwed into the walls casting their dull yellow halo on the surrounding.“W-what are you going to do with me?” I stammered with fear lacing my voice as my gaze widened on the large cell gate up ahead that led into what looked to be a cave.Panic surged in my chest now as I ground to a halt, yelping when one of the guards dun his elbow in my back painfully and I jolted forward.Tears stung in my eyes and I struggled to swallow the bitter feeling in my chest. I had been absentmindedly putting one foot in front of the other as the unfriendly guards carried me along in utter silence, expecting one of the twin Alphas to come to my aid…it was obvious now that it wasn't going to happen.“Inside please, we don't exactly have all the time in the world!” One of the rougher guards barked suddenly, motionin
Anthony’s POVIt was the third time in a row that Carla had sent a letter to my quarters, and the third time that I crumpled the manilla envelope in my palm and threw it out.One night, one fucking night of attention I had given the redhead and now she thought we were bloody mates or something!It had been careless too. A mistake I wasn't keen on repeating.Not when I still couldn't get the woman in my head out of my mind. Fucking Elena!I tried not to think of her alone in the dark cells. I had made sure the handmaids and servants still gave her everything she needed.“You're finished, Anthony. Fucking finished.” I swore at my reflection in the large mirror. I was in an all-black shirt fitted into tailored leather pants that emphasized my muscles.The brooding curve on my forehead remained, making me look like a spitting image of the late Alpha, my father. I had one thing in common with the son-of-a-bitch at least.The dark-haired woman’s porcelain face hadn't left my head since I st
ELENA’S POVThere were people everywhere. It was the first thing I realized before I looked down to see that I was back in that godawful ball gown I had worn to the dinner party, only now it was stained with blood.“H-Hello? Can you help me? I don't…” I wheezed, clutching at one of the manservants with wine trays and feeling the moisture dry from my mouth when the uniformed Wolf shrugged off my hold without even looking at me.What the hell was going on? The faces of the guests became a blur of smiles and grimaces as I stumbled through the crowd and the gnawing in my gut grew when I realized something was very wrong.The bright wash of the yellow lights had been turned up to the full beam. It made me want to claw my eyes out, almost bringing me to my knees as I struggled to rake enough air into my lungs.“Sophie! I have to find Sophie!” I gasped, for a split second before my gaze locked on the woman’s slender back, her long blonde hair billowing slightly in the breeze from the wide d
MICHAEL’S POVThe pain in my temples felt like I had been hit in the side of the head with a goddamned sledgehammer.“She's fainted Your Highness, her strength is low at this time.” One of the white-haired nurses was whispering to my brother when I staggered into the room, wishing I could take a swig of the wine chalice on the side table.I’d tried to hide the rawness in my throat at the image of the dark-haired beauty passed out in my brother’s arms. I could tell from the way he gazed longingly at her that he harbored stronger feelings for her.Tony fucking loved the woman, didn't he? A stab of possessiveness clutched at my heart before I shook my head to clear the haze.Now wasn't the time for it! Focus, Michael!“Tony? Brother-” I called, starting toward the six-foot-eight-inch tower of a man who was junked over our mate’s sick bed, his tight, chiseled face a mask of desperation as he brushed his hands over her face and body restlessly.“Anthony? We need to talk,” I rasped under m
ELENA’s POVIt was the soft beeping of the old heart monitor that reached my ears first when I opened my eyes.I groaned, trying to sit up and falling back into the comforter with a distressed hiss when white hot pain exploded in my temples.“Shit! She's awake! Get the nursemaids, FAST.” A man’s deep baritone boomed somewhere around me followed by the frantic shuffling of feet as I struggled to open my eyes.“Hey, you're okay, thank fuck, you're okay,” It was Anthony’s stern face that blurred into view when I managed to screw my eyes open, feeling my skin heat up when his fingers traced the lines on my forehead.“Anthony? Where’s Michael?” I murmured, glancing around the dimly lit room as discomfort and desire intertwined in my belly.I could smell his heady earth and forest scent on his breath and it took my mind to places I would rather not go…to the memory of his big, strong hands cupping around my breasts and the hard length of his cock pressing insistently on my sex.I watched a
Anthony’s POVThe pounding in my chest almost seemed like it was coming from all around me as I followed the blonde werewolf into the night, pausing when he whirled around to face me.“You alright buddy? You seem like you're wound up too tight these days,” I observed, puffing out a thick ring of smoke and watching my brother’s smoldering blue eyes through the nicotine mist.I had noticed his shifty gaze when he had stumbled in on me making out with Elena. Fucking hell! she was our mate…MY MATE, and yet I couldn’t help the guilt that bored its way into my heart.What the heck was I thinking kissing her? I had enjoyed it much too well I had to admit…I didn't know what would have happened if my brother hadn't walked in when he did.The thought that I would have taken her on her sick bed filled my head…it was like I was a bloody animal!“Am I alright? DID YOU JUST FUCKING ASK ME THAT ANTHONY? Christ on a fucking cross it's like you've lost your bloody mind!” Michael roared and I struggle
Anthony’s POVI knew the moment the door closed with a soft clap behind me that I wasn't alone.The sharp tang of Carla’s jasmine scent hung in the air like poison and I tried not to hack out the phlegm building in the back of my throat.“You shouldn't be here,” I growled in a low brooding voice, ignoring the woman who sat stiffly in the shadowed space of my study to snag a wine bottle instead.It was looking more and more like one of those nights where I would lose myself in bloody alcohol.I could tell that the woman was surprised at my indifference, a mask I kept tightly woven around my body, fighting the irritation that built steadily inside me.“That's the first thing you're going to say to me? What did I ever do to you to deserve this Anthony?” Carla cried, her voice hoarse from disuse, and I watched her grip the leather edges of my table until her knuckles turned white.“Get out. Now. Before I do something you would dislike very much.” I barked back, taking a swig of the sweet
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