The Alpha King’s Possession

73. Blood Ties

AZRAEL

I was turning away when I heard Morgana shout, I looked back sharply as I sat upon my horse, staring through Olen’s Arch. I knew Morgana no matter what she wore or if her face was covered. She always held the grace and power of an Araton Royal; the way she held her swords, the way she fought and the way she struck down her enemies. She was one of the finest swordsmen of our kind.

She was doubled over, gripping her waist as she fought off a Fae. Jaylen, the dick I was talking to and one of the four fae princes, raised his hand, motioning for them to storm through the arch that no longer stood where it once did.

Morgana…

“Your majesty, We need to go!” One of my men called out to me.

I hesitated, staring back through the arch. for more visit :- www.noveljar.com I turned away, my heart racing as a memory from long ago flashed in my mind.

(FLASHBACK)

“Brother! Brother, look what I caught!”

I glared down at my little sister. She was almost ten now, and although she was still just a fledgling, her talents were beginning to show through.

“What is it, Morgana?” I asked, irritated.

I hated how everyone always compared her to me at that age. It was irritating.

She smiled brightly, a smile far too innocent for this world, as she held up the butterfly she had

caught.

“Useless, go make more use of your time!” I scolded, walking away.

She didn’t reply, un-phased as she ran alongside me, letting the butterfly free.

“Brother, weren’t you happy I caught a butterfly?” She asked, her large eyes full of sadness.

“No! It’s stupid and useless! If you want to impress me, then go and learn to bear arms!” I stormed away, hating her irritating behaviour, but her vexing reply followed me.

“Ok brother! I’ll become the best bearer of arms in the kingdom and make you proud!”

(END OF FLASHBACK)

I pulled at the reins of my horse as I broke into a trot, putting distance between me and the fae, but with each passing moment, my stomach knotted uncomfortably and my hesitation grew.

She may have forgotten it, but the child in her always strived to please me… She had once looked u p to me… Yet…

“Your majesty, what is it?”

She had surpassed me without even realising it, and slowly, she stopped looking for approval from me. What approval was I to give when she was more admired in the court than I?

“Your majesty?”

I frowned realising I had stopped moving, all my life I took the easy way out… I knew I would never be known as the greatest king of our time… I never did anything to be remembered for… by anyone.

together, I stared at

perhaps my sister may remember

I said suddenly, looking up through the blizzard of

looking surprised, but to my utter shock, several of them

allies, Clair De Lune. You fight for your king, for your people and for

fae army with a clash.

veil and wide with shock. for more visit :- www.noveljar.com I smirked as I pulled on my reins, bringing my horse

sister!” I scoffed, “Can’t even hold

MORGANA

he was ok. I returned to focusing on the throng of Fae attacking as I moved west. The thickest of the Fae army were attacking the centre flank,

glanced off into the distance, watching wolves fighting Fae… I could see Kian, the biggest of them all, his dark grey fur standing out as he tore through the

another fae, glancing around my own area. The fae were still strong, and thanks to them bringing down Olen’s arch, the barrier between us was gone. I realised Reuban was the

when Azrael came galloping towards me, his army right behind

two Fae’s heads off in one go, his black hair flicking in

smiled, this was a miracle of the gods, yet I

and my horse neighed in panic

earth

Fae! Abandon your horses!” Azrael

horse, watching the animal fall into

Blood. Screams. Loss.

and Werewolf… There was no longer any flanks, the trembling earth beneath

Reuban shouted from

had seen Azrael talking to earlier sent a storm of ice shards at me. They hit my force-field with such impact that I was thrown back, gasping as I fell and rolled into the thick of the fae. My back was hitting something hard. Pain lashing through

“LUNA!”

I didn’t need Kian to worry.

of blood down my back told me my armour had been pierced. I groaned as I rolled onto all fours, realising I had fallen on some

platinum blond hair

knew

king.” He said quietly, a small smile crept

Fuck…

in my back wasn’t helping. I could feel Kian’s emotions, his panic and

behind this war? for more

I had dropped my swords somewhere and I couldn’t

and with that, he sent a strong blast of shards

but his powers were

was forced back, another fae attacked from my left and I lost concentration, stumbling

prosperity… Claim it and the world is yours… I

from a fallen Fae,

He whispered, mockingly raising a sword that

I took the moment to swing a kick at

jumped back. The fae’s eyes darkened, the energy around him growing as he faced off with Azrael. I raised my sword, blocking another fae who

odd elf, and one or two vampires, but we were a little too in the thick of the fae and the ground was

on as I grew up and our relationship changed so much. Yet unlike my fantasy of the glamour of

first ever man that I ever watched, I used to hide behind the pillars or up on the balcony watching him train… back when he was the brother I

I had forgotten…