165- angry titans

ANTHONY GOTHAM

“Your Highness! Allies from the North guard are here,” A uniformed soldier chimed at the door of my study and I glanced up to see his ruddy face before nodding at him.

“Send for the second Alpha for the hearing and treaty signing, this can't work without him,” I commanded, and the guard bowed so low I could have sworn he had kissed his knees before marching out of the hallway.

I stared at my reflection in the grey-tinted glass of the big office windows, my eyes passing over the full mane of my dark hair which I had gelled back, away from my tan face. Almond-shaped hazel eyes bore into me, into the dark silk of my suit jacket and the catchy jade suit shirt I wore underneath.

My ringed fingers passed over the muscle tickling in my hard jaw, clean-shaven. The way a responsible king who wasn't losing his shit would have it.

“In and out Anthony, just get that spoilt little wart to sign the treaty and you can keep this whole shit show above water for at least five more full m