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…

lifted her head, slipping open her mouth and

felt like hours as she finally took the entire antidote.

the fuck

when I thought I heard something in the distance. I closed my eyes, honing in on my surroundings.

Was it more Fae?

We needed to go.

before I grabbed our bags in my mouth and broke into a run. Staying in this forest was equal to a fucking death wish,

guilt that I felt overrode the pain in my side; it had eased up a little. I just hoped the antidote fucking worked, I wouldn’t

blur in my eyes. I was the fucking king, and if anyone could make it through here, it

passed, the pain in my side was still there yet I didn’t let it bother me. However, my muscles were screaming for reprieve, but I didn’t stop. For a while, I could sense something was following us, but I only pushed myself further, outrunning whatever it was until I could n o

had still not awakened. I was relieved that her heartbeat was a lot

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

back towards the forest. The ominous darkness that seemed to

was rocky

bushes and the odd tree that w e could

looked even more fucking fragile like this. Her luscious lips part slightly, her breasts heaving with every breath

almost a blackish-grey now and it was spreading across her stomach. Whatever else was on 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 at the time. I took out another dose of the antidote. There was no harm in giving it to her. I fed it to her slowly, as I had earlier, wishing she would wake up soon. I kissed her lips, feeling those

be ok, my

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

murmured, inhaling her

so fucking lost without her awake. I was already missing her sly smiles,

growled. ‘You

lost.’ “That’s the bond. We

There was no way that I could ever live without her. I clung to her tightly,

eat and

not

this! I needed to continue, maybe they would be able to help

will