The Alpha King’s Possession

46. A Confession

MORGANA

My heart was thundering as I stared at him, ready for him to unleash all his anger upon me. His eyes were blazing, but within them, it was as if a hurricane had been unleashed. The calibre of the emotions in those golden orbs devoured me completely, so strong I couldn’t make them all out, the conflict, the anguish, the pain, the anger, and so much more than I

couldn’t even comprehend.

Although the urge to read his mind consumed me, I was too terrified of what I may hear that I refused to, instead, I waited for him to crush my neck in his grip and do his worst.

“I acted impulsively… I don’t know why I did it… I know it’s a little late, but I’m sorry for trying t o kill you… or hurt you… I didn’t really know how much damage it would do…” I mumbled lamely

“So, you decided to stupidly just eat it yourself?” He asked coldly, his voice trembling with unbridled rage.

“It was a spur of the moment decision… I didn’t think it out.” I shot back, despite knowing how dangerous that was. “But at least I didn’t let you take it.”

Hurt and anguish were the emotions that I could sense the strongest through the bond.

“And you thought you’d risk your own fucking life?” He now cupped the back of my neck with his thumbs on my cheeks.

“It was that or you…” I said, having no idea where this was going.

His eyes returned to hazel and the sheer level of emotions in them tugged at my own heart. It was painful, so fucking painful, that I couldn’t breathe…

wa

“Then I would fucking rather it have been me.” His husky, hoarse reply came.

My eyes widened as I stared at him in shock, trying to figure out what he had just said. Our bodies were moulded together as one, our hearts pounding.

“What?” I asked hoarsely.

“You heard me, my fucking crazy she-devil, I rather you had poisoned me than yourself. You are the craziest, most reckless, dangerous, insane, psychotic, woman, I have ever fucking met, and I’m probably as fucking crazy to have fallen in love with you.” He said, making me gasp. 1

His words rang in my ears, my heart skipping a few beats.

He loves me.

to not trust you from the start… disclaimer included, and I’ll still take it. So, try to kill me as many times as you

breasts against his chest, his soft plush lips meeting mine, but it was different than anything I’ve ever felt before. His lips caressed mine

emotions that poured into that kiss. The taste of his minty mouth, the feel of his body against mine, his scent, everything was beyond perfect. At that

him back, my eyes fluttered shut and my mind was blank, apart from how this felt. His hands leave my neck, one tangling in my hair, the other all over me, feeling every inch of my back and ass with a need and intensity

became harder and hungrier with a fervent need that I had never felt from him before. The hunger, desire, and love that was filling me so intensely were from him. His emotions. His tongue slipped into my mouth as if he didn’t want even a millimetre of space between us, and I didn’t either. We were two opposites made

arching myself even more into him, moaning as he throbbed against my stomach. I hooked my leg around his, and his hand cupped

placing kisses down my jaw

breathing heavily, still trying to recover from

at the setting sun, through hooded eyes, my heart pounding rapidly, I knew that I would never forget this moment, and as much as I was tempted to yank him to

“Kian…” I whispered.

deeply, and I knew he could smell

forcing his head back, but he still didn’t let go of me. “What is it?” “I have a few questions… and I’m sure you want to know where I

killed my father… I

me, now frowning as he took my chin

But really, a little fun

we’re still up for it.” I said, leaning up and

darkened, and I knew he would hold

He said, glancing down towards the

him, still feeling

way… you will be

blinked, not

might be.” I sighed,

devilishly at me, and

opened the bedroom door and stepped back, allowing me inside first. I walked over to the bed and sat down, feeling

and I want an honest answer.” I said, leaning forward. His gaze fell on

I was lethal, then

and to my dismay or pleasure, depending on how I saw it, he began to remove his shirt right

the huge room was far too small. His eyes snapped to mine, hearing my racing heart, and he didn’t look away, removing his shirt and tossing it aside so damn sexily.

my lip, trying not to admire his god-like body that was begging to be

Focus Morgana.

were saying?” His arrogant remark came, and

to do with it, in any way, organised it, commanded it or know anything about it?” I asked quietly, opening my eyes. It was going to be his word