The Alpha King’s Possession

PROLOGUE

MORGANA

“Did you hear that?” A sharp voice spoke.

“No, what is it?”

“I thought I heard something?”

I covered my mouth, calming my beating heart as I hid behind a thick oak tree, I was almost out…

The guards walked past, as soon as they were out of sight, I continued running through the trees, a faint smile crossing my lips.

Finally!

The wind rushed through my hair, the moon peeked through the trees, and the distant sounds of forest animals reached my ears. My heart was beating with excitement as the sound of the gushing water and the scent of the lake reached my senses.

I slowed down, looking back over my shoulder to make sure none of the patrol had followed.

I stepped to the river edge, slipping my shoes off, removing my nightdress but staying in my lingerie, and getting into the water. I giggled. The wine in my system from earlier made me feel lightheaded and giddy.

I dipped my head under the water, holding my breath for a few moments, before breaking the surface gasping for air as I burst out laughing in breathless excitement. I splashed the water, then I lay back, swimming around as I stared at the stars above, humming a song.

I loved coming out here in the middle of the night. My mother used to bring me here as a child… I trailed my fingers through the water of the lake when I suddenly felt as if I wasn’t alone. The alcohol slugging my system made it hard for me to focus as I spun around, crossing my arms over my breasts, knowing my white lingerie was probably see-through as I scanned the trees.

“Who’s there?!” I called out; my voice echoed off the rocky hills that surrounded the area. I scanned the trees behind my back, the rushing waterfall drowning out any chance of picking up any other sounds.

intensity of something watching me to return once again. I swam to the edge of the lake and stepped out. Picking up my nightdress, I

was pulled under for a second. I was pulled above

A deep, husky voice spoke,

becoming hyper-aware of his touch and ironclad hold. One arm was

but why did I

scream, he removed his hand from my mouth, trailing it down my neck. His

icily, trying to remain composed

“Hush…”

was this? How was my body reacting to a stranger’s touch? My dulled senses couldn’t make out his scent properly, but it was rich, deep and seductive. I could feel his chest heaving against my back, feeling the bulge in his pants against my ass. The heat from

soft moan escaping from my lips as I arched my neck, allowing him better access. His hand reached for

moaned when his finger found my hardened nipple through

hand gripping the wrist of the hand that was wandering lower, pulling my silk dress

I gasped when he massaged me over my soaking panties. My core clenched at the sensation of

my ass against his now hard manhood. I bit my

starry

my own voice, unrecognisable to my