The Alpha King’s Possession

28. The Pain Of The Bond

MORGANA

Night had fallen and I was back in his bedroom. He was nowhere around, after Cain had gone I had checked for the niche in the pillar, and sure enough, there inside was four rather large vials of blood. I drank them quickly, placing the empty bottles back there. If Kian gave me blood tonight, then I would drink as much as I could, I needed to get stronger. Cain was right; I needed to be sufficient and be at my best.

I was in bed now, but he never came. I stared at the ceiling, trying to sleep fruitlessly. Maybe I could do some snooping? I was alone after all… This was Kian’s room, surely there must be something about him here…

I pushed the sheets away and got out of bed. Turning the lamp on, I looked around the room. I can’t believe I never bothered to snoop before. The bookshelves caught my attention. Books, files, notebooks, journals…

Oh, Morgana, you had an entire wall with information. I walked over to it, silently running my eyes along the shelf.

The Dragon’s Fire… The Song Of Doom…

My heart skipped a beat as I realised there were many fiction books here.

Did he actually read these? One would think he only studied war and battle tactics with his lack of personality!

I let my fingers run over the spines of the books.

His Forbidden Love

The title caught my attention, and I smiled, taking it off the shelf. I skimmed through it, so the king actually read love stories… I smirked, amused, well he surely must believe love is fiction because he sure doesn’t have any emotions.

I placed it aside and returned to the shelves, noticing the journals that sat on the highest shelf. Well, too bad I can reach, I wasn’t short like his dumb Sage… I tiptoed, straining to reach them, using my powers to pull them towards me. I smirked as I looked down at the first one, frowning when I realised it was locked.

Really?

I took a few more off, displeased when I realised each one was locked.

Great.

I peered around the sides but the only thing on the leather covers were dates. Last year… Four years ago… Did the Alpha actually keep a journal? I replaced them thinking I’d look for a key

another time, surely it was around here somewhere.

I heard a distant door shut and quickly replaced the books, save the love story. I hurriedly went over to the bed, sitting down pretending to read but no one came.

Strange.

became immersed in the book and for a while, I forgot all my troubles. The book was bittersweet, two people so in love, yet they were not

you dimwit! Don’t push

heart thundered, and I snapped the book

are so stupid!” I hissed. “Stupid book! I hate

I knew I would be returning to that book soon enough. It must have been far past midnight, and for the first time, I wondered if Kian was even going

to see how he reacted. After what happened, but

Sage.

was probably with her. Were they here? I got

have, but I couldn’t stop myself. I followed my nose, and sure enough, his scent became stronger the further down the hall I went. My silent footsteps padded quietly on the

S

feel painful? My stomach was twisting, and I

stopped outside a door and sure enough, two scents that were familiar were coming from this room. So,

I turned the handle silently. But unlike the first time I did something like this, the sight in front of me

heart thundered and I couldn’t breathe as I looked at Kian. He

his head, Sage snuggled into his side, her hand on his bare torso. Why was this

backed away from the door, my

Breathe Morgana…

the hall and

hurt… a lot. I shut the door

the storm I felt inside. It

– MANY YEARS

me the story about the prince and princess

down, my love. You should have

please, I love

“Now which one?”

into her lap, and

with the werewolf.”

spoken of, but I

“Please Mommy.”

of laughter made me smile as I stared up

had a betrothed… someone she would marry

the room and the glow of the lamp illuminated mother’s dark locks, it made m e relax into her

yet he loved deeply. So deep that she no longer cared what he was. When she was with him, she was consumed by his very presence… The connection between them was undeniable. That night, when she confessed her