The Alpha King’s Possession

66. 6 A Hard Decision

MORGANA

The following day, after breakfast, we set out before the sun was even up in the sky: Having packed more supplies and a good number of antidotes just in case. We were given two horses although Kian wasn’t too keen on it, Orrian said it was better for us to ride them until they tire and then reserve energy. Agreeing it would help a little, we took the horses.

I was dressed in pale grey pants, a long-sleeved, fitted top and a hooded cloak on top. Despite them being from the elves, we made sure they just looked simple, with no elven thread-work o n them, not wanting to let my brother know where we were coming from. Kian, on the other hand, refused to wear anything of theirs, and I had to admit it was rather amusing when his ego got in the way.

We were now at the borders of Elandorr, and although Orrian would see us again in a few weeks, he stubbornly wanted to come to see us off.

“Thank you to you and Elandorr for everything,” I said, looking down at him, as I held the reins of my horse in one hand.

“I wish you all the best on your next venture.” Orrian said, getting off his horse and walking over to mine.

I glanced at Kian, I hoped he didn’t get irked before I looked down at Orrian and raised an eyebrow

“We don’t need luck, but let’s see how welcoming Azrael is.” I said, glancing at the seven men who flanked Orrian, I had learned that these were some of his most trusted men.

I was still shocked that Kian wanted to try to help the Sanguine Empire for my sake, but it only showed that he was a true king and one who deserved the title he held.

“It is the first time you stepped into Elandorr and I fear it may be the last. The next time we meet, it will be as allies on the battlefield… You will be the queen of Clair De Lune, and I will

simply be your ally…” He said, this time I could see the emotion in those eyes of his. His sadness, wistfulness, the eyes of a man who had lost so much.

A sharp wind blew past us, sending both mine and his hair flying, but we didn’t break eye contact. He needed this closure, so I would allow him to say what he needed. We could do at least that much in return for all he was offering us.

“An ally and still a friend.” I said quietly.

He nodded, giving me a smile that held no happiness.

“I know you won’t appreciate me saying this, but you will always be my Moonlight. I want you to know that, although I can tell that you are content and truly happy.” He said quietly,

looking at Kian.

It may have been a few decades ago, but it was clear Orrian had held hope that one day I would come to him.

can return the love that you have to offer. I was never yours.” I said softly, wishing he found the same love that I held

you never were mine. I can see

and offered him a

the woman who was just a passing moment of your life and laugh that you ever thought you could never love again, because I believe that you will find her. The one

Kian added with

raised an eyebrow, and I looked

Orrian is rather pretty.”

very much. At least you can admit that I am good looking.” Orrian said,

thought I saw the faint glimmer of a smile on Orrian’s face as he and Kian gripped each other’s

away. Kian and I

into a gallop. Making sure to stay ahead of Kian, only for him to take the challenge and try to

riding than you are my love.” I said tauntingly, with a small smile

really see the need for me to know how to ride. Thanatos already finds this insulting. We don’t ride other

just admit that I am

but then again, you’re pretty good at riding regardless of what it is.” He replied with

sunshine.” 1

rolled my eyes, despite my stomach fluttering

“Cat got your tongue?”

the same tone before I became thoughtful. “Kian… You once said it was a vampire

were now at a steady trot, and the mood

was helpless. I saw the vampire… Father was fucking confused, saying he didn’t understand when all

was pounding just listening to him. Unlike me, who assumed that a werewolf killed my dad, he knew it was a vampire. I reached over, placing my hand over his comfortingly, sensing the excruciating pain through the bond, although

it?”

ahead and

the air and I remember breathing in whatever crap he had concocted, barely able to walk or keep my eyes open. It’s all a haze or I would have caught his scent. I just lay there, watching him kill my father, slowly… painfully… As if it was an entertainment for him… My father signalled to me to stay the fuck down and you know what?

I said softly, “You were in no shape to

on me, but when that didn’t work, he warned me that if I got up, it would be the end of the entire kingdom.” He continued, I knew it was hard for him to say. I

would never have tried for the fucking title of king, but my father had wanted me to, saying that Cain could not become king, that he was not fit for it… All I wanted was to just live happily… but he reminded me of his wish as he was pinned to the ground, unable

him down…” I mused. Did he mean with powers? But