Michael was worried... Ever since the battle that had killed Viktor and
Lucien, he had been worried. Worried because he was now the leader of the
Lycans and worried because Kraven was now fully directing things with the
Vampires and he had it in for both Selene and her pet dog as Kraven had so
quaintly put it. What lies Kraven was feeding to the elder Markus, he had
no idea, but the war was still on and so his worries remained.
Then there was Selene... she had been so distant, almost unreachable lately, and she had been spending so many nights in the library going over the ancient texts she had taken from her old haven. Something was eating at her that she wouldn't talk to him about and he didn't know how to make her talk. Selene was difficult like that... but it was a part of her charm.
He tried to tear his mind from his mate... but it wouldn't leave her. He had chosen her long before they could actually be together even though he hadn't realized it at the time. She was a vampire and he had been bitten by a Lycan, and yet instead of killing him as she should have, she saved him, freed him, helped him and at Lucien's urging turned him. So he was lycan and vampire combined now... even more loathed and feared by the vampires than he had been before this all started.
They were still pissed that they hadn't gotten to him first. That Lucien had bitten him before they could sink their teeth into him. They were upset that the prophecy had been correct and a perfect chance for power had been passed over... Kraven would also never forgive him for stealing Selene's un-beating heart. Kraven had wanted Viktor's 'daughter' for his queen and Selene not only refused but went to bed with a Lycan instead.
And so with a heavy heart and an overworked mind, Michael stalked the city streets, trying to ease his mind and answer the questions that were keeping his sleep nearly restless. He had intended to lurk about for a while, brooding and then return back to the lair... only he'd managed to come across Selene in the process... He had tried talking with her, but she was distant as usual... He wished that she would talk to him about what it was that was bothering her, but she wasn't talking and he had learned the hard way that he couldn't make her talk till she was ready...
And so with an even heavier heart he stalked off into the night in the opposite direction of his midnight goddess... Hoping that soon things would come to a head and he'd be clued in to whatever it was that was bothering her and whatever it was that was keeping her cloistered up in the makeshift library till all hours... Something had to give and it had to give soon... or he might just give out.
Then there was Selene... she had been so distant, almost unreachable lately, and she had been spending so many nights in the library going over the ancient texts she had taken from her old haven. Something was eating at her that she wouldn't talk to him about and he didn't know how to make her talk. Selene was difficult like that... but it was a part of her charm.
He tried to tear his mind from his mate... but it wouldn't leave her. He had chosen her long before they could actually be together even though he hadn't realized it at the time. She was a vampire and he had been bitten by a Lycan, and yet instead of killing him as she should have, she saved him, freed him, helped him and at Lucien's urging turned him. So he was lycan and vampire combined now... even more loathed and feared by the vampires than he had been before this all started.
They were still pissed that they hadn't gotten to him first. That Lucien had bitten him before they could sink their teeth into him. They were upset that the prophecy had been correct and a perfect chance for power had been passed over... Kraven would also never forgive him for stealing Selene's un-beating heart. Kraven had wanted Viktor's 'daughter' for his queen and Selene not only refused but went to bed with a Lycan instead.
And so with a heavy heart and an overworked mind, Michael stalked the city streets, trying to ease his mind and answer the questions that were keeping his sleep nearly restless. He had intended to lurk about for a while, brooding and then return back to the lair... only he'd managed to come across Selene in the process... He had tried talking with her, but she was distant as usual... He wished that she would talk to him about what it was that was bothering her, but she wasn't talking and he had learned the hard way that he couldn't make her talk till she was ready...
And so with an even heavier heart he stalked off into the night in the opposite direction of his midnight goddess... Hoping that soon things would come to a head and he'd be clued in to whatever it was that was bothering her and whatever it was that was keeping her cloistered up in the makeshift library till all hours... Something had to give and it had to give soon... or he might just give out.