4. Morgana’s Resolve

MORGANA

 

“This is complete rubbish.” I ran a hand through my hair, my irritation only growing.

 

How could Azrael agree to such a stupid request?

 

“How can he allow this to happen?! He will send one of our women to a beast!” I snapped, trying to free myself from my uncle’s hold.

 

“Morgana, you really need to hold that tongue.” Adelle, one of my brothers’ mistresses said, raising her nose in distaste. “You know you will be punished if you don’t.”

 

“I am the princess, Adelle. Remember that.” I snapped coldly, “Leave me be uncle!”

 

“Promise me you won’t do anything stupid.” He said, concern clear in his voice.

 

I exhaled sharply.

 

“I won’t.”

 

He sighed relieved, and let go of me. I shook my head, turning and storming out of the hall.

 

Word had gone around that the Alpha King was in these very halls. In fact, Azrael was actually going to display our women as if they were livestock? Oh, fuck him and the Alpha.

 

I entered my room slamming the door shut behind me. How could he? When it was clear that father was killed by them… Ok maybe there was no proof, but he was killed weeks after this very Alpha threatened to kill him? Moreover, the Alpha King’s showing up like this was enough proof that they could easily sneak in. Did no one see this?

 

I sat down on my bed, gripping the mattress as I glared at the floor. My chest heaving, my emotions a storm within me.

 

Fine. If the Alpha King wanted a present tonight, then I would give him one myself. When he would feast his eyes on our women, I would kill him. Even if it resulted in consequences, I would not let him out of here alive…

 

up, walking over to one of the large cabinets against the wall that held my collection of weapons and selected one of my daggers. Spinning it in my hand, I threw it up into the air, watching it spin as it came

 

a taste of passion, then

 

across the room, piercing one of the large tapestries on the wall. My eyes blazing with hatred.

 

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no is a no, Morgana!

 

his eyes blazing as

 

the banquet! Nothing more. Besides Azrael, if he even thinks of trying to

 

both know you would

 

know I just want to be there.” I begged,

 

charms. I pouted, batting my long, thick lashes pleadingly at my

 

swear I’ll

 

is feisty and temperamental, but she means well. She’s just very passionate.” He said,

 

and

 

Do you know that he is not the eldest brother? Despite being the middle one, he still fought for the title of Alpha king. Out of thirty men, including his

 

Azrael scoffed.

 

He muttered. “Fine! But I don’t want a scene, or

 

my heart

 

or ten years in the dungeons, I didn’t care as long as I got what I wanted. I left the room with a small

 

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sequin black dress that showed off some cleavage and most of my upper back. On top of the dress was a satin layered skirt that trailed on the ground. With enough room to hide a dagger or two. My hair was coiled up on my head in an elegant updo and I wore a thin tiara to show my rank. My flawless pale

 

along the sides. Maybe we should have used silver, I would have loved to see the Alpha king try to eat with silver cutlery. I smiled slightly at my own thoughts. Now that would have been some entertainment. As vampires, we

 

of the room. I glanced towards it, but it wasn’t my brother who caught my

 

the arrogance and pride on his handsome face clear from across the room. He was built and was a lot more muscular than any vampire there. A body that had been made to perfection, from his delicious chocolate coloured skin to his small beard that defined his prominent jawline and the earring that glinted with every small movement of his head,

 

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