MORGANA
I awoke feeling a little better. A sweet taste lingered in my mouth, and I clutched my throat. The last thing I remembered was the Alpha yanking my hair as he pushed me towards that child… Oh how dare he!
But why was I more energised? Probably the lack of poisoned cuffs… I glared at the broken shackles that lay on the ground near the bed.
His scent lingered in this room. I looked around, I was lying on a huge bed with white bedding. It smelled like him; deep, seductive, and irritatingly enticing. The room was minimal with just matching wooden chest of drawers, one entire wall lined with floor to ceiling shelves that held many books, along with a large set of wardrobes, and a second door that was ajar, showed me the bathroom.
I got off the bed, stumbling. My legs felt shaky, but… I was alone... Why would they leave me alone? And without the cuffs? My heart skipped a beat. This was my chance…
I walked to the bedroom door, pressing my ear
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KIAN Another day had passed, and she still refused to drink when I offered her. Her colour was ashy, and I could see the pale blue veins along her skin. Her fangs were longer, I knew she needed to drink or she would die. On the other fucking hand, Thanatos’s anger was raging; angry at her for her disobedience and angry at me for my stubbornness. He had to remember that I was not going to bend to his will. I was in charge. I had left her in my room and posted guards outside my window just in case she tried something stupid again, although she literally had no energy to do anything. She wasn’t even able to talk anymore, but even then, her stubbornness still prevailed. When I had dragged her to my neck, she refused. It angered me that she dared to defy my will, I hated that she did not yield to me as she should. I knew there was something there because she had allowed me to get close to her back at that lake. Although she had been slightly drunk, she was
MORGANA His blood was different; I had never tasted anything so good that it turned me on to such an extent that I lost my grasp on my senses... Even when he threw me to the ground, the feel of his hands running up and down my back made my heart pound. My core was still throbbing from my orgasm, and I felt alive after so long. The chaffing from the ropes was already beginning to heal. Yet at the same time, I felt humiliated and used as he walked off arrogantly towards the bathroom, slamming the door after him. I stood up slowly, feeling the wetness on my trousers. I needed to change and wash… I felt dirtier than ever… I didn’t understand… He seemed to want me, yet he clearly hated me too… I stood up, my legs shaky as I leant against the drawer. If it wasn’t for a startling thought that crossed my mind… I would have been so much angrier... My stomach sank, unable to remove the question burning in my mind. Why did he remind me of the man from th
MORGANA Her eyes flashed, and she was momentarily rendered speechless. I smirked, playing with a strand of my hair that had already escaped my plait, watching her with amusement. She was about to speak, when she turned sharply. I could hear approaching footsteps, she spun around but before she could even leave, he was back. I saw his frown deepen as he looked at me sitting on the bed and then at the woman before him. "Kian… I thought I’d come to see if you’re ok." Her tone was shockingly soft now, I wondered if it was the same woman from seconds ago. Aww, how sweet, was she madly in love with her precious little Alpha king? So cute. I rolled my eyes when she placed her hands on his hard chest. "Sage, I would call you if I needed you. Don’t show up unless I say." He said coldly. "I'm sorry Kian, I just knew you had a lot going on and wondered if I could ease that tension." She whispered seductively, lacing her arms around his neck.
KIAN When Sage kissed me, she didn’t even fucking care, and it only made me kiss Sage harder. The fucking problem was that I didn’t enjoy it, not one bit. I wanted to feel her lips on mine, not Sage’s. No matter how much I hated her kind… I still wanted her, but she clearly didn’t feel the same. For the most part anyway. She pushed me too far, and Thanatos took control. His rage and anger were so strong that I couldn’t even regain control. ‘Don’t hurt her.’ I growled. ‘I think I’ll be the one to deal with our little mate.’ He threw back at me. I saw him gaze down at her... Run. But she just slowly sat up, glaring back at Thanatos. He growled venomously at her and she glared back. "Don’t growl at me, I'm not scared of you." She snapped, to my complete surprise. ‘Why she!’ Thanatos growled, his anger raging. For the first time in my life, I felt an ounce of amusement. I stopped fighting him, curiou
MORGANA The funny little male housekeeper was rather strange. He was really pale for a werewolf, with a head full of ginger curls and pale green eyes. He was slightly on the tubby side, and he wasn’t so tall. But the best part, he was scared of me. This would be fun… "Ok, ma’am Liana I will take care of Morgana…" He said gulping visibly. It seemed yesterday he was braver, but for some reason, he seemed more worried today... Did someone tell him something about me? Oh well… "Don’t worry, Corbin will be keeping an eye on her." Liana said, casting me a look. I just looked back at her; she was at least five inches shorter than me. I wasn’t sure what to make of her yet, I knew she didn’t like me, but no werewolf was going to like a vampire. Just as I didn’t like them. "Ok, so Morgana... What are you good at?" Andrei asked when Liana had turned and left. "In the kitchen… not much. Back home, I wasn’t allowed to be in the kitc
MORGANA The stars twinkled, and I smiled sadly, suddenly feeling rather alone. One day… I will return home… I picked up my fork and began eating slowly. Only glancing up when Andrei placed a hot mug of something chocolatey next to me. Oh, it smelled divine, and it looked almost as good as baby Alpha’s skin. I frowned. Stupid man… My cheeks burned when I realised what I had seen earlier. He really was extremely well endowed… Lucky women I guess, or it could be painful. I shook my head pushing the thoughts out of my head. Urgh, I cannot believe that I had gotten turned on by drinking his blood… I picked up the mug taking a sip. It was chocolatey and milky; I hadn’t ever had something so tasty before! I wrapped my hands around the warm mug and drank it down, not bothered that it was still rather hot. I had finished half of it, placing it down when I heard some whispered scuffles coming from somewhere nearby. I frowned, drowning out the pe
"You are all the same!" She struggled to free herself, but I refused to let her go. "Will it heal?" I asked her. She had her other bloody arm covering herself, but I don’t think she realised her slender arm was doing nothing to keep her lush curves from me… "Yes." She snapped, yanking from my hold and covering herself. "How dare you rip my clothes!" "You had the audacity to attack one of my men." I said, grabbing her elbow, I pulled her up the stairs. "Why did you do it?" She didn’t reply, but her heartbeat quickened. I kicked open my bedroom door, pulling her in. I tossed her on the bed, I hated being disobeyed. Her breasts bounced and my gaze fell to them, the outline of her nipple clear through the lace. She grabbed a pillow, hugging it to her chest as she glared up at me. "Don’t look at me!" "You’re mine and I can if I want to." I growled. "What can I say about your men when you yourself are just as bad!" She spat.
KIAN The following day, I left before she even woke up. Posting one of the omega girls in the room, I told her if she woke up to tell Oliver, who was standing right outside the door, and to take her to the kitchens to work. She could spend the day without blood. She deserved the punishment. I don’t know why I was avoiding her, but last night I wasn’t able to sleep. Turning towards her, I had just watched her sleep. She moved a lot in her sleep, not something one would expect from a vampire. The stories were that they were stoic things who slept as if they were dead. But this one turned from her side to her back, then on to her stomach, then on to her side, which gave me the perfect view of her breasts. The moonlight had shone through a crack in the curtains, illuminating her. She really was the daughter of the night, and it was at night that she looked even more breath-taking... She had turned onto her stomach only to roll onto her back again. The cyc