The Alpha King’s Possession

59. Pushing On

KIAN

My entire body was wracked with pain, my eyes snapped to Morgana. She was hurt!

‘Mate!’ Thanatos groaned, his panic and worry bleeding into mine.

“Morgana!” I shouted, rushing to her side as fast as I could as she fell face forward to the ground. “Fuck no!”

I wouldn’t let this pain get the better of me, I needed to help her. The Fae around us were dead, yet I knew more could come at any moment. They had already infiltrated our kingdom.

I ripped Morgana’s top from her waist. Fuck, how did they figure out her weak spot so fucking quickly? It wasn’t even big, but it was clear these men knew what they were doing. Skilled and powerful.

‘Fae are fast and some even have the ability to see the near future, hence giving them the upper hand in battles.’ Thanatos said, worry clear in his voice.

‘Yeah.’I looked into her eyes.

I pulled the dagger out; nightshade… wolfsbane and silver… Something that could hurt us both … There was something else too but I couldn’t make it out. I placed it down, seeing her skin take on a blue-grey colour around the injury. Fuck this was not good. Bending down, I begant o suck the wound, spitting out each mouthful of blood and poison. I was trying to remove what poison I could but it was not fucking enough.

‘It’s too strong, Kian… That won’t work. It was on the blade alone, which means it was strong.’

Thanatos grunted.

My heart was racing, panic and fear consuming me. I looked down at my beautiful rose. Her chest was heaving, her face scrunched in pain, and her heart was beating dangerously fast. I sucked another mouthful out desperately, but to no avail.

I jumped back and rushed to the nearest Fae, searching or hoping for something that may help. There was nothing but more poisons. I tossed them to the ground, the anger seeping through me getting stronger with each passing moment. Each body held nothing of importance, nor anything that looked like an antidote.

Fuck!

Wait! The antidotes we brought with us! My heart was thumping as I rushed to our bags, my hands fucking shaking as I rummaged around until I found the vials.

as

The fear, worry and panic that I felt were coursing through me, wreaking havoc. My head was pounding and my chest was clenching. It was almost the same as the day she had been poisoned at the dinner.

Fuck… Morgana be ok…

I rushed back to her, pouring one o f the vials onto her injury. She whimpered and I lifted her head, slipping open her mouth and slowly pouring the antidote in, a few drops at

as she finally took the entire antidote. I held her, kissing her neck softly and rocking her gently. There was nothing

fuck

honing in on my surroundings. I

Was it more Fae?

We needed to go.

our bags in my mouth and broke into a run. Staying in this forest was equal to a fucking death wish, I needed Morgana safe. There were far too many things out there that could harm us, I had already

eased up a little. I just hoped the antidote fucking worked, I

I ever had, the passing trees a blur in my eyes. I was the fucking king, and if

a while, I could sense something was following us, but I only

she had still not awakened. I was relieved that her heartbeat

the trees beginning to thin. I pushed further, bursting out through trees, leaving the forest and its dangers behind. The sound of the distant river whispered in my ears and the urge to go for a drink tempted me. My throat was parched, I was exhausted after hours of running, but I needed to find a safe place to stop to rest. Night had already fallen and the moon was high in the sky, although it was half-hidden by a thick

the forest. The ominous darkness that seemed to envelop it felt

away, padding down towards the river; the terrain was rocky here so I made my way

bushes and the odd tree that w e could rest under, although I knew I wouldn’t

part slightly, her breasts heaving with every breath she took. I

that dagger, we didn’t have the antidotet o it. I wish I had grabbed the dagger to examine it further, or some of that poison they carried, but I hadn’t thought

ok, my little

and took out some pants from the bag, taking out one of the water bottles and pouring it over her wound that was almost closed up. I then took out a bandage and a square cloth, applied some balm on it and placed

sunshine…” I murmured, inhaling

I felt so fucking lost without her awake. I was already missing her sly smiles, her sparkling devious eyes and the

growled. ‘You need to stay strong for

I feel fucking lost.’ “That’s the bond. We need her because she is a

understood what it meant now: Without one, the other won’t survive. There was no way that I could ever live without her. I clung to

eat

not going to, not until

they would be able to help

will take care