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.

take it. So, try to kill me as many times as you fucking want.

his chest, his soft plush lips meeting mine, but it was different than anything I’ve ever

mouth, the feel of his body against mine, his scent, everything was beyond perfect. At that moment I realise that

this felt. His hands leave my neck, one tangling in my hair, the other all over me, feeling every

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

arching myself even more into him, moaning as he throbbed against my stomach. I hooked my leg around his, and his hand cupped my ass, squeezing it as our kiss became hungrier and rougher, changing from something slow and

had to pull away, gasping for much-needed air. But even then, Kian wasn’t done, placing kisses down my jaw and neck, making me shiver as another

I whispered, breathing heavily, still trying to

never forget this moment, and as much as I was

“Kian…” I whispered.

knew he could

you want to know where I got the poison from… Don’t you think we

tell me if he killed my father… I needed

at me, now frowning as he took my chin in his

point… But really, a little fun to distress would have

if we’re still up for it.” I said, leaning up and brushing my lips against

and I knew he

inside.” He said, glancing down towards the open

him, still feeling

way… you will be punished for what

not expecting

thought I might be.” I sighed,

smirked devilishly at me, and something told me he didn’t

bedroom door and stepped back, allowing me inside first. I

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

lethal, then

depending on how I saw it, he began to remove his shirt right

his shirt and tossing it aside so damn sexily. Just imagining him stripping completely made my stomach knot with anticipation, and I

to admire his god-like body that was begging to be worshipped. I closed

Focus Morgana.

came, and I

way, organised it, commanded it or know anything about it?” I asked quietly, opening my eyes. It was going to be his word against Cain’s and everyone in the Sanguine empire who assumed it was the