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.

and put the knife

I knew it was probably the man sent

each with six rings and all with an oven underneath. Then there

spices and sauces. I could see the large 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 the sinks, was a large double door that led to the garden, one I had felt like I had been watched from

right? I guess like the children, they are innocent until proven otherwise… As for that woman… Sage… Well, I didn’t like her. I wonder if she is a warrior? I’m sure I could land her on her big behind with

peeling

the Alpha’s preference? Curvy women with those 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 giggled

Now the next one…

looked up, feeling watched, and saw that all eyes were on me. They looked a little disturbed and scared… I smiled faintly, making sure to keep my mouth shut so my fangs

not, correct?” I asked, looking at the two

fast with a knife… I thought you had never been

that these onions were someone I really want to dice up.” I

his hands trembling on

worry, it isn’t

I didn’t even say anything scary… Oh well, back to cutting

I wondered i f they’d give me any… Back home,

were now back to what I assumed was their usual hustle and bustle. Chatting and working once they realised

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

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

his neck,

this will do.” I said, taking

that. I sipped the juice, it was nice and

this is delicious.” I

haven’t had carrot

kept for the humans who reside in our kingdom and those species who need

Andrei frowned and nodded.

see… You need to keep the humans fed to have blood

so… But they are still 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, pregnant

kill your people?” He asked,

I raised an eyebrow.

would we kill them? Don’t listen to all the rumours your

“Ah, of course, sorry…”

mean, apart from your Alpha being