The Alpha King’s Possession

Chapter 14

  1. Working The Kitchens

MORGANA

The funny little male housekeeper was rather strange. He was really pale for a werewolf, with a head full o f ginger curls and pale green eyes. He was slightly on the tubby side, and he wasn’t so tall. But the best part, he was scared of me.

This would be fun…

“Ok, ma’am Liana I will take care of Morgana…” He said gulping visibly.

It seemed yesterday he was braver, but for some reason, he seemed more worried today… Did someone tell him something about me? Oh well…

“Don’t worry, Corbin will be keeping an eye on her.” Liana said, casting me a look.

I just looked back at her; she was at least five inches shorter than me. I wasn’t sure what to make of her yet, I knew she didn’t like me, but no werewolf was going to like a vampire. Just as I didn’t like them.

“Ok, so Morgana… What are you good at?” Andrei asked when Liana had turned and left.

“In the kitchen…. not much. Back home, I wasn’t allowed to be in the kitchen, it wasn’t fitting.” I said quietly.

I wasn’t really anyone anymore…

“Ahh… Ok, what were your hobbies back home?”

I cast him a faint smile. Although I would love to say weaponry, training, and strategy, I was not about to tell anyone anything more than what I had already displayed.

“I was just the spoiled daughter of my father.” I said simply.

I was his favourite child, although being the daughter of a mistress wasn’t something the queen or her family had appreciated. I’d had several attempts on my life growing up.

“Ok… Well, I will put you to work cutting the vegetables…” He said after a moment. “You can start with this bucket of onions, peel them like this….”

He began demonstrating how to peel an onion.

I’m not that clueless… but I guess after the potato fiasco, I couldn’t really blame him.

“Then cut it in half and put it here…” He continued, placing it on a chopping board and began dicing it.

That would be easy, I was good with a knife.

nodded and put the knife down

at someone behind me, and I knew it was probably the man sent to watch me. I hoped he wasn’t as stupid

with an oven underneath. Then there were four large

doors led off to the back, where some young women were bringing frozen goods and fresh produce. Clearly a storeroom and a cold room. To the left,

rest… right? I guess like the children, they are innocent until proven otherwise… As

peeling

and boobs? Then why did he even bring me here! Stupid man. I slammed the onion down on

Now the next one…

feeling watched, and saw that all eyes were on me. They looked a little disturbed and scared… I smiled faintly, making sure to

I asked, looking at the two onions

perfect… you are fast with a knife… I thought you had never

good with a knife, I was just imagining that these onions were someone I really want to dice up.”

his hands trembling on the pile

worry, it isn’t

the pile; I tilted my head. I didn’t even say

and then was given three times the amount in peeled potatoes, which were to be cut into chunky fries for dinner. My mouth was actually watering, I wondered i f they’d give me any… Back home, we would usually have more posh food here and there as it wasn’t really necessary to eat. But

working in fear and silence, to begin with, were now back to what I assumed was their usual hustle and bustle. Chatting and working once they realised I’d mind my own business and do what I was given. I mean, if I wanted, with the weapon in hand, I

still let me work here. Were the lives of the low-rank wolves not important to him? Well, it was probably the case! I mean, he had been pushing an innocent child in my face to feed

of what smelt like carrot juice. “Here… I know you must be hungry, but we can’t

hand to his neck, and I

worry, this will do.” I said,

it

this is

carrot

get access to much… As vampires, our produce is kept for the humans who reside in our kingdom and

Andrei frowned and nodded.

see… You need to keep the humans

our people, even if we do need them. We usually have a system where humans are asked to give blood. It’s in place of what one would call taxes. Once you come to an age, you pay by blood and only the elderly,

don’t kill your people?”

I raised an eyebrow.

Don’t listen to all the

“Ah, of course, sorry…”

from your Alpha being a

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