The Alpha King’s Possession

61. His Regret

MORGANA

The moment I had uttered those words, I felt Kian’s intense hurt and anger before he slammed his walls up and blocked me off. That hurt more than the pain that consumed me. His unspoken barrier that shunned me. I don’t know if it was the state I was in, but his silence was eating up at me. I did my best to try to calm my emotions, but I knew with his walls up he wouldn’t be able to sense my emotions anyway.

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Kian… I was too exhausted to argue, but I couldn’t bear to see him like this. I loved him, not Orrian. I just wish I could show him that… right now I was far too weakened to even reason with him.

One of the men motioned for us to stop and I heard the sound of thundering hooves before a white stallion came galloping towards us, with non-other than Orrian himself upon it. He hadn’t changed at all, despite it being a few decades since we had seen each other. His long blond hair still as perfect as ever, his angled jaw and those flawless features so true to his kind, yet he stood out from the rest.

“Moonlight… It’s good to see you again.”

“Morgana, Orrian.” I said quietly, I couldn’t let him act like we were not over.

Especially when I knew Kian’s temper. I didn’t like him flaunting Sage in front of me, I wouldn’t do that same. 1

He frowned ever so slightly, his gaze flickering to Kian before his eyes dipped to Kian’s arm which was wrapped around my waist firmly, my breasts resting against it.

“It’s good to see you too.” I said, but before I could speak further, Kian spoke.

“Can we skip the pleasantries? She was poisoned on our journey here by the fae. She isn’t well and needs to be attended to.” He said coldly.

I could feel his power exuding from him, and I didn’t miss the look of curiosity in Orrian’s eyes before he nodded and mounted his horse.

“Let’s head to the palace immediately!”

“Kian…” I said, as both men nudged their horses into a gallop.

“Hmm?” He said his eyes fixed ahead, blazing gold.

I reached up, using all my energy to drag my limbs that felt like heavy lead. My hand almost touched his face before I could no longer reach for him and it dropped back into my lap.

My eyes stung with tears, but before I could even voice my pain, I felt my vision darken. No matter how painful my body felt, it was nothing compared to the agony in my heart….

I was conscious but unable to open my eyes when Kian lifted me off the horse as we came to a stop. Feeling his lips press against my forehead, his finger brushing away my stray tear.

“Bring her inside, I’ll have our healing mage look at her.” Orrian was saying. “Will you not share your name? I can sense you are powerful, and a werewolf, yet you are here with a vampire.”

Araqiel. The Alpha King of Clair De Lune.”

anger was palpable, and I wished

the power from you.” Orrian’s softer voice

the rustle of bedding before I was placed on a very soft bed, sinking into it. If I wasn’t already battling trying to stay

called?” A woman’s voice

“Yes healer, she has

give us some privacy.”

“Come, Alpha King Kian.”

by her side; she

sigh as she whispered something, then

need to focus on what I am doing. This poison is spreading and wrapping around her heart, I can feel its evil tendrils sinking deeper into her soul – Negative energy will not help

leave

is affecting me.”

is safe here. Come, you need rest too.

clenched as I felt Kian move away. He didn’t kiss me

as much as his behaviour was hurting

oman

finally let myself fall into darkness. The last thing I heard was the woman murmuring something and I felt a strong pull rush through me, as if she was ripping

lay in bed, realising I was now

nightdress with thin straps. My hair was washed and braided, whilst I was laying in a luxurious, comfortable bed. The

marble and the furniture was all made of intricate gold and silver filigree vines with patterns intertwining through

pain was gone and I felt completely normal, much

Kian! Where was Kian?!

rushing to the door and pushing it open. I could smell him faintly, m

crossed the small hall and pushed open another door, my heart beating like

called, the brightly lit room blinding me for a

him seated with none other than Orrian. A tray of food was before them, they seemed to have been having a serious conversation. Both men looked a t me, but it was when their eyes fell on my body that I realised my clothes were sheer. Under the dazzling lights of the chandelier in this room, every curve and part of my body was on

me in a flash, pulling off the ivory shirt he had been wearing and placing it around my shoulders. His jaw was clenched but the moment I reached out, grabbing his face in my hands, his

could feel how I felt about him. His eyes softened and he was about to lean down. My heart skipped a beat, yearning for

time, Morgana.” He said, breaking our

smiled faintly at that. My baby was

mine.

he was already raging. I resisted a smile. Was it bad that I