183- death’s door

Anthony Gotham

Time seemed to pass in a blur as Gotham rebuilt its walls and more of the recruited soldiers arrived in troops.

The infirmaries were filled with half-dead men wrapped in bandages and the smell of lemon tonics and rosemary herbs hung thickly in the air.

“What the hell is this Anthony? How could you let this happen?” Wolverine Silver roared before lowering his tone to hiss at me when the nursemaids shushed him loudly.

My fingers slithered through my hair before I could stop myself and I groaned heavily.

What the hell was I supposed to say to the pack? I needed to make an official statement on why their Luna was back and worse still, hand-in-hand with the very rogue who was rumored to have kidnapped her.

This shit was not ideal in the least bit!

“We’re working on new training Wolverine, I've sent scouts to request more nursemaids for our men and wounded. I've commissioned new canons for the gates in case Alaric dear bumps up for another fight. Gotham is safe.” I growled, b