The Alpha King’s Possession

18. His Apology

MORGANA

My heart thudded as I stared down at him.

Morgana.

The way my name sounded on his tongue… My stomach knotted and my core throbbed, just at that. How could someone I hate so much have this effect on me? I was already weak and being in the blazing sun was only making matters worse. Maybe the heat and light were getting to me.

“I know you want to torture me, but really, unless you want me to collapse due to the sun, then let me go.” I said coldly.

A frown creased those gorgeous thick brows of his. He didn’t say anything, simply turned and pulled me ‘ down the steps.

“Can you stop pulling me! What do you want?” I glared at his back, trying not to notice the way his sky blue top stretched over his muscles…

He stopped suddenly, and I almost stumbled before he pulled me into an alcove, the shade instantly taking away the weight of the sun that was pushing down upon me. I felt relieved, taking a deep breath as I leant against the cool stone. His entire frame was blocking the sun out, and he finally let go of my wrist, instead placing his hand on the wall beside my head.

“Why didn’t you tell me the truth last night?”

His question took me by surprise, I just crossed my arms, trying to put some distance between us, my gaze flickering to his plump lips. I looked away, refusing to answer.

“That Omega told me what happened today… Why did you cover for her?” He asked coldly.

I looked up at him sharply. Had she told him or was this a trick?

“I have no idea what you mean, I am a cruel bloodsucker, I don’t have compassion.” I said, glaring at him.

But for once, he didn’t seem phased.

“Oh yeah? Then why did that girl lie? Shall I punish her for that?”

My heart thudded, but still, I was worried.

“Alistair also admitted to it.” He added quietly.

Oh…

“She was scared, so I told her to leave.” I said icily.

“Why care for her, she’s just a beast correct?”

He leaned closer and I wondered did he not know what personal space was? His deep, alluring scent always messed with me, and the urge to taste his blood was filling my head.

her life.” I said, placing my hands on his

had a

no longer a princess. A familiar sting tugged at

with passion, and I hate with

than clamp around my throat as he seemed to love to do, he ran his fingers through my hair,

mine, I pressed my back against the wall behind me, my hands squeezed between our chests. I tried not to pay attention to

hate doesn’t suit you, my

fluttered shut when his knuckles brushed my neck, leaving a trail of sparks in his wake. His hot, minty breath fanned my face, and I knew if I opened my eyes I’d be

time… I was wrong… and for that, I admit it…

eyes snapped open, my heart thudding as his fingers laced into my hair. Tugging me closer, his nose brushed mine, and for a moment

Focus Morgana.

arched his neck to me. To my kind, that was an act of submission. Did he not realise that? He was

wrapping my hand around the nape of his neck, ignoring the sun’s heat on my fingers. His body pressed against mine as I reached up, extracting my fangs. I bit into his neck, feeling him tense. I closed my eyes, a soft moan escaping my lips as I let the deep, rich liquid trickle down my throat. With each suck, my energy returned; so I sucked harder, drinking faster,

breath hitched when I felt him throb against me, his arms wrapping around me tightly, crushing me into

I was a little taller, so his manhood was pressed against the ache that only he could ignite within me.

over my back, and I removed my hand from his

Why did his body seem to react so well to me? Even when he was kissing Sage, his body was not crushed against hers like

Sage.

Alpha Kian Araqiel.

I realised I’d had enough. I moved back, licking

Let go of me.

know drinking one’s blood was pleasurable for both parties, but I had never felt so turned on before

wrapped around me, looking down at me, our faces inches apart. His gaze flickered to my lips before he looked sharply into

last night.” He said quietly, making my eyes

a moment, and I raised an

Alpha actually admitting he made

narrowed and I was ready for him to lash out, only for

else.” He

was

as if we were created to be

your eyes, I’m not a person but a

eyebrow; it was taking me my all not to run my hand over the plains and curves of every

“She-devil there’s a difference,”

explain what

small smirk crossed his lips and for the first time since I saw him, I saw a flicker of amusement on his handsome face. He looked a thousand times hotter, if that was even possible. My stomach

I’ll let