The Alpha King’s Possession

Chapter 4

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…

 

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 spiralling

 

for a taste of passion, then I’ll give

 

around I threw it across the room, piercing one of the large tapestries on the wall.

 

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is a no, Morgana! I

 

eyes blazing as

 

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

 

please, we both know you would

 

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

 

the time to work my charms. I pouted, batting my long, thick lashes pleadingly at

 

I’ll behave.”

 

feisty and temperamental, but she means well. She’s just very passionate.” He said, his blood-red

 

faintly and heaved

 

is not the eldest brother? Despite being the middle one, he still fought for the title of Alpha king. Out of thirty

 

Azrael scoffed.

 

want a scene, or I swear Morgana, I will throw you in the dungeons for a

 

my

 

the dungeons, I didn’t care as long as I got what I wanted. I left the room with a small smile gracing my lips. Now it was time to lace a dagger in poison and wear something that could hide my

 

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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 skin was left free of foundation, but my eye makeup was dark, I had my cherry red lips painted a darker shade of red, and a bit of blush was added to

 

the lavish banquet hall soon after. Two rows of tables, laden with gold dishes full of food, ran 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 ate for the sake of it, we didn’t really need

 

my brother on the table at the top of the hall that was facing the rest of the room. I glanced

 

a name tag or a crown to tell me that the man before me was a king. He exuded power like it was nothing, 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, captured my attention. My heart thudded when those piercing hazel eyes snapped towards me. Our eyes locked and my breathing quickened. His eyes flashed gold, a frown knitting on that handsome face of

 

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