The Alpha King’s Possession

69. Blood

MORGANA

The following day, Kian once again laid low whilst I left to talk to my brother. Blood had been sent to my room, but there was only one type I drank now, and that was my mates. The handsome, god-like man who was everything a girl could dream of and more.

I had pulled on a high neck, sleeveless, maroon crushed velvet dress which fell to the floor with slits down each side, paired with a small tiara and heels. I had decided I would visit my brother’s quarters, because I really wanted to see my nephew!

With Azrael, he surely wouldn’t even let me look at him. I looked down at the pouch in my hand.(This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com) It wasn’t much… But it was the first time that I was meeting my nephew, so I wouldn’t come empty-handed.

The guards that flanked the doors of the king’s quarters didn’t look surprised to see me, it seemed word had gotten around that I was back. They bowed to me and I smiled faintly.

“Let the queen know that I’m here.” I stated.

One of them nodded and opened the door, telling the servant standing inside to pass the message. I waited patiently, and a few minutes later, I was told to enter and to follow the lady i n waiting.

I walked through the luxurious halls, picking up on the scent of my nephew instantly. It was strange, but since Kian had marked me my sense of smell was a lot stronger. Something I didn’t even notice; it had just come to me.

“Morgana!” Anastasia’s voice came rushing out of the archway that led to their personal lounge.

“Anastasia.” I said.

We weren’t exactly close. After all, Azrael and I clashed a lot and I was kept at a distance from his personal life. No doubt he didn’t trust that I wouldn’t tell Anastasia what a sleazebag he was. I now hugged my sister-in-law. She looked the same as ever; her hair pinned into an elegant bun, a small crown upon her head and she wore a deep plum coloured dress.

“And she comes to cast her negativity upon my son.” Azrael’s voice came.

Anastasia said nothing, giving me a small apologetic smile, but it wasn’t him I was here for.

“Oh, he has enough negativity from you. I dare not add to that. What is his name?” I asked, walking beside Anastasia into the lounge.

“Remiel.” Anastasia said as I spotted the child in my brother’s hands.

My heart skipped a beat. I made my way towards them, staring down at my gorgeous little

nephew. He was… beautiful. Emotions surged through me and I reached out for him, not even reacting to the fact that Azrael allowed me to hold him. (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)He was so light! His deep red eyes were staring up at me with curiosity.

“Remiel… He’s beautiful.” I whispered, taking a seat as I cradled the child to my chest, inhaling his full head of black hair. He was at least a few weeks old…

“Thank you.” Anastasia said.

I pray that you are not like your father, grow to be a king that your grandfather would be proud of.

“Why did you come here unannounced?” Azrael spoke after a while. I was glad he had allowed me a few moments with Remiel, who was currently holding my finger.

“I wanted to see him.” I said, easing my hand out of his grip and opening the pouch that I had been holding tightly in my other hand.

Instantly, Azrael had Remiel from my hold, his hand closing around my neck. Anastasia gasped but I simply looked at Azrael. Never have I felt so disappointed… He really didn’t know me, did he really think I’d hurt my nephew?

a gift for the future king.” I said, masking the pain that

the pouch from my hand, but Anastasia’s hand was enclosed around his, giving him a small nod. He looked at us both, with disgust, but retracted his

you give

looked down at the pouch in my hand, slowly opening it and doing my best to mask the fact

me. I retracted my hand, drawing out the pendant, a pendant that belonged t o Kian, one that he had with him and had been in our luggage. I had asked if I could have it this morning after rummaging in our small selection of

and was one of the most used and expensive material for jewellery in Clair De Lune. The chain was long, with a rectangular tag at the end. The front had the image of the moon and below it the symbol of Clair De Lune. Behind it were the words; ‘A true king bends his knee

placing the chain on top of Remial’s blanket. (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)”You may hate him, but…

to Anastasia as I said this, and she gave a slight nod, taking her son

She said. I stood up, kissing the baby on his soft cheek

talk?” I said

However, it is rather early is it not? You know, I am only at my office at

does not wait for

hate thinking about it.” He grumbled, entering his office and sitting in his chair as i f

Well, he did.

you willingly signed

pin this on

say that you

borders! Killed our messengers! I have the letter from the Alpha King himself. Maybe that will shut you

heart thumped, a letter from Kian? He opened his desk drawer and began looking

“What the…”

the shrill sounds screamed in

here! Where the fuck is it! Did she take

So, he had

be someone close to Azrael to get in here… He had

Did you

had your guards watching my room!”(This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com) I hissed. He glared at me, but I knew I was right. I needed to get through to him, and for that I needed to control

one from us… Don’t you think there’s something far too suspicious

you want to be allies now is because you know

but for the sake of our men who will ride to battle, think calmly. Someone is pulling the strings and we are

but it was clear he was

or the werewolves did not kill

say that since he marked you!” He spat, jumping to his

glared back at

read his

eyes widened and

“What?”

have the gift of reading one’s mind, and I assure you that Kian is not behind this. I feel… I mean, I even thought it

into mocking laughter. “Oh, please, you

I hissed through gritted teeth. Getting