The Alpha King’s Possession

28. The Pain Of The Bond

MORGANA

Night had fallen and I was back in his bedroom. He was nowhere around, after Cain had gone I had

checked for the niche in the pillar, and sure enough, there inside was four rather large vials of blood. I

drank them quickly, placing the empty bottles back there. If Kian gave me blood tonight, then I would

drink as much as I could, I needed to get stronger. Cain was right; I needed to be sufficient and be at my

best.

I was in bed now, but he never came. I stared at the ceiling, trying to sleep fruitlessly. Maybe I could do

some snooping? I was alone after all… This was Kian’s room, surely there must be something about him

here…

I pushed the sheets away and got out of bed. Turning the lamp on, I looked around the room. I can’t

believe I never bothered to snoop before. The bookshelves caught my attention. Books, files, notebooks,

journals…

Oh, Morgana, you had an entire wall with information. I walked over to it, silently running my eyes along

the shelf.

The Dragon’s Fire… The Song Of Doom…

My heart skipped a beat as I realised there were many fiction books here.

Did he actually read these? One would think he only studied war and battle tactics with his lack of

personality!

I let my fingers run over the spines of the books.

His Forbidden Love

The title caught my attention, and I smiled, taking it off the shelf. I skimmed through it, so the king

actually read love stories… I smirked, amused, well he surely must believe love is fiction because he

sure doesn’t have any emotions.

I placed it aside and returned to the shelves, noticing the journals that sat on the highest shelf. Well, too

bad I can reach, I wasn’t short like his dumb Sage… I tiptoed, straining to reach them, using my powers

to pull them towards me. I smirked as I looked down at the first one, frowning when I realised it was

locked.

Really?

I took a few more off, displeased when I realised each one was locked.

Great.

I peered around the sides but the only thing on the leather covers were dates. Last year… Four years

ago… Did the Alpha actually keep a journal? I replaced them thinking I’d look for a key

another time, surely it was around here somewhere.

I heard a distant door shut and quickly replaced the books, save the love story. I hurriedly went over to

the bed, sitting down pretending to read but no one came.

Strange.

I became immersed in the book and for a while, I forgot all my troubles. The book was bittersweet, two

people so in love, yet they were not meant to be. With each page, my heart was thumping wanting to

know what would happen next.

No, you dimwit! Don’t push her away!

My heart thundered, and I snapped the book shut, huffing.

“Men are so stupid!” I hissed. “Stupid book! I hate books!”

But I knew I would be returning to that book soon enough. It must have been far past midnight, and for

the first time, I wondered if Kian was even going to return.

Why was I so restless? I knew I wanted to see how he reacted. After what happened, but then the way

he had gone after Sage

Sage.

My heart thumped. How could I have been so stupid? Of course, he was probably with her. Were they

here? I got off the bed and walked to the bedroom door.

I knew I shouldn’t have, but I couldn’t stop myself. I followed my nose, and sure enough, his scent

became stronger the further down the hall I went. My silent footsteps padded quietly on the floor.

S

Why did this feel painful? My stomach was twisting, and I felt sick with dread.

I stopped outside a door and sure enough, two scents that were familiar were coming from this room. So,

he was with Sage… My heart clenched painfully, and I wished this feeling would go away.

The urge to open the door was too strong, and before I could even comprehend what I was doing, I

turned the handle silently. But unlike the first time I did something like this, the sight in front of me was far

different, and I felt like something was being ripped from my chest.

My heart thundered and I couldn’t breathe as I looked at Kian. He lay on his back with his

arms under his head, Sage snuggled into his side, her hand on his bare torso. Why was this fucking

hurting? I hated him.

I backed away from the door, my entire body trembling.

Breathe Morgana…

Turning I walked down the hall and back to his bedroom.

It hurt… a lot. I shut the door silently

Trying to breathe. I paced the room, struggling to calm the storm I felt inside. It had to be the bond… only

something so strong could cause me such pain…

(FLASHBACK – MANY YEARS AGO)

“Mother! Tell me the story about the prince and princess from different kingdoms again!”

“Settle down, my love. You should have been asleep long ago!” Mother scolded.

“Mother please, I love stories!”

“Now which one?”

She sat on the bed, scooping me into her lap, and I giggled, looking up at her.

“The one with the werewolf.” I whispered.

Those monsters were not allowed to be spoken of, but I loved this story. It was our secret.

“Please Mommy.”

Her tinkle of laughter made me smile as I stared up at her in anticipation.

“Long ago… there was a beautiful elven princess… Like vampires, she had a betrothed… someone she

would marry and love until the end of time…”

The warmth in the room and the glow of the lamp illuminated mother’s dark locks, it made m e relax into

her as she continued.

“He was part beast, yet he loved deeply. So deep that she no longer cared what he was. When she was

with him, she was consumed by his very presence… The connection between them was undeniable.

That night, when she confessed her love for him, he told her that she was his destined one, his-”

“Mate!” I exclaimed, my sleep vanishing. “Then what, Mommy!”

She laughed, her red eyes full of warmth.

“Then… he marked her.”

“And then…”

“Then… I will tell you what happened next when you are older.” Mother said tucking me into bed.

“But Mommy! There must be more! I want to know how he told her he loved her!” I whined.

(END OF FLASHBACK)

The undeniable pull of the mate bond.

A bond said to be between werewolves… But there were rare occasions when a werewolf was

mated to another species.

Why me? My heart twisted as I realised that he must have come to the palace because I was his mate.

‘You’re Mine! Those words of his… I couldn’t forget. The possessive tone in his voice, his anger and

rage.

But was the bond really that strong? He didn’t care for me, so why didn’t he just leave me where I was

happy? Why was this hurting?

He killed my father… I would never be able to forgive him for that. But something about Cain was clearly

off, I needed to know exactly what happened that night, if he killed my father directly or did he get

someone to do it? He had been in the Sanguine Empire that night. I myself was witness to that. I also

knew deep down, that when I was with him, I forgot everything else. Was it just the mate bond making

me try to justify that maybe there was more to it?

I looked at the bed, I could never sleep there again. I had my pride. With trembling hands, I turned away

from the bed. Walking to the window, I sat on the ground, staring out at the

moon.

I was not yours for you to create this bond, Selene. I glared at the moon, hoping she heard.

As sleep finally overcame me, the last question that tumbled in my sleep mind was: How does one

destroy such a powerful bond? Surely there must be a way?

Before sleep welcomed me into its fold, the last image that filled my mind was of Kian and Sage sleeping

together.

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.. Yet that was nothing compared to mocking Morgana Araton.

You have played your card, and now… It is now my turn.