The Alpha King’s Possession

14. 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.

he nodded and put the knife down before

me, and I knew it was probably the man sent to watch me. I hoped

all with an oven underneath. Then there were four large sinks underneath the windows. The worktops

cupboards behind me contained dishes, and two 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, near

people, they weren’t monsters like the rest… right? I guess like the children, they are innocent until proven otherwise… As for that woman… Sage… Well, I didn’t like her. I

frowned, peeling

big butts and boobs? Then why did he even bring me here! Stupid man. I slammed the onion down on the board. This was his head… I sliced it in half, smiling at it. Now I shall chop him to bits… I

Now the next one…

a little disturbed and scared… I smiled faintly, making sure to keep

I asked, looking at the two onions I had already

you are fast with a knife… I thought you

with a knife, I was just imagining that these onions were someone

his hands trembling on the pile

worry, it

pile; I tilted my head. I didn’t even say anything scary…

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 the pleasant aroma that now filled the kitchen had my stomach rumbling, and with i t came

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

me work here. Were the lives of the low-rank wolves not important to him? Well, it was probably the

walking over to me with a glass of what smelt like carrot juice. “Here… I know you must be hungry, but we can’t give you

placed one hand to his neck, and

this will do.” I said, taking the

surprised at that. I sipped the juice, it was nice

is delicious.”

haven’t had carrot juice?” He asked

access to much… As vampires, our produce is kept for the humans who reside in our kingdom and those species who need it.” I

Andrei frowned and nodded.

keep the humans

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

don’t kill your people?” He asked,

I raised an eyebrow.

we kill them? Don’t listen to all the rumours your kind spread.”

“Ah, of course, sorry…”

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