Arthur X Mary-beth Novels & Stories

Valerie was embarrassed at how much of a bitch she looked in Arthur's eyes. "Argh! Arthur, I can't walk." Valerie knelt making the balls go deeper. Arthur smiled at Valerie's suffering face, he lifted Valerie's body and carried her bride style. "Let's start Baby." ***

Arthur felt himself being pulled into a vortex, the world around him blurring. When his vision cleared, Arthur found himself standing in a lush forest, surrounded by towering trees and the soft chirping of birds. A figure approached him. It was none other than Agatha, the last leader of the Protectors. Her piercing green eyes locked onto his, and Arthur felt the familiar tug of the mate bond. As they spent more time together, Arthur relived the memories he had forgotten. He saw their passionate nights, their laughter, and their joy. But he also witnessed Agatha's growing unease, her fear for their future, and her ultimate decision to erase his memory and send their daughter away.

“You’re unsettling the guests.” Mary lifted her lips into what she hoped resembled a smile. It felt wrong on her face, stretched and fragile. The brunch dragged on endlessly. She sat beside Arthur, his thigh pressed firmly against hers. His hand rested at the small of her back, possessive and deliberate. Each time his fingers moved, her body tensed in instinctive fear. Arthur spoke at length about his properties, his stables, his investments. He talked about the Mediterranean as if it were already theirs. About private beaches. About long summers away from “noise and interference.”

😈 To expose Arthur in his deeds & to warn Mary of any threat of being conned out of her money. Mary angrily yells "What? Oh, he cons people? He seems to think I can be conned!"👿 The other guard that escorted Arthur named Bob says "I think he just wants to bargain." In laughter. Mary smiles & then gets the feeling to be mischievous. Mary happily says "Let's raid his home."😈 Mary tells her guards to "Force him to tell you where he lives, in fact, give me his house & take all of his possessions."

Arthur turned his attention to the room around them, taking in the sight of the fallen bodies, the tension in the air slowly lifting. Arthur looked around the familiar surroundings, the room that had now turned into a battlefield. The sight of it all made him realize how much their home had been violated, how much they had almost lost. "Yeah," he said, his voice still a bit shaky. "We need to clean up. But first, Ethan needs to sleep." Luna nodded and Looked at Matthew's daughter, "You should go before Arthur changes his mind and make you join your lover." She whispered and looked at Arthur, "I will go and set Ethan to sleep, can you take care of all this alone?"

Arthur demanded, not bothering with pleasantries. The guard hesitated. “With her father last night, she retired early. Matt checked on her.” Arthur nodded sharply and moved past them. He didn’t go to Silver, not yet, instead he went to Matt. Matt was already waiting. Arthur found him near the inner courtyard, posture relaxed but eyes sharp. He took one look at Arthur’s face and swore quietly. “You felt it too,” Matt said. Arthur didn’t slow. “What happened.” “Nothing,” Matt replied. “Which is exactly what scared her.”

I bit my lip, staring straight ahead as I focused on the road. --- The pack house was eerily quiet when we arrived, the usual nighttime staff nowhere to be seen. After parking the car, I made my way to Mary Bennett’s quarters. It felt wrong to disturb her, but I couldn’t handle Arthur alone in this state. Mary opened the door with a concerned expression. The moment her eyes landed on Arthur, she sighed heavily. "Alpha Kings and their recklessness," she muttered under her breath before following me back to the car. With her help, I managed to get Arthur upstairs to his quarters. Once Mary left, I stayed behind, unable to leave just yet.

She stopped when she noticed that Arthur was back from his trip. She forced a smile," You are back so early dear. I thought it was a three day trip?" She said to him as he approached her and she fought the urge to step away or run out of the room. The aura he emitted was so chilly and crept down to her bones making her shiver. She eventually stepped back. Arthur made his way angrily to his so-called wife and he angrily gave her a resounding slap. The world seemed to stop revolving and stood at a place for Charlotte. She raised her hand up to cup her face which Arthur had mercilessly slapped.

The thought brought the crumbled knight of midnight to her mind, and she tucked him away in a place reserved for very few, a little corner of her heart right next to Melanie. Tristan had tried to help her, and she had surely killed him. Andrew had settled the sleeping Naomi onto Ruby by the time Elaine finished picking up their few scattered belongings. “Let’s go.” The knight ordered. Andrew followed behind Elaine in the silence of the night, shut up by her very evident hostility. The band moved down a new path, onto a road that looked much like the one they had just left. This dirt road that stretched in front of them led towards the south into the heart of the shadow lands of Artharia. It