The Alpha King’s Possession
Chapter 69

Chapter 69

69. Blood

MORGANA

The following day, Kian once again laid low whilst I left to talk to my brother. Blood had been sent to myroom, but there was only one type I drank now, and that was my mates. The handsome, god-like manwho 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 slitsdown 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.(Thisnovel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com) It wasn’t much… But it was the first time that I wasmeeting 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 wordhad 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. Iwaited 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, butsince Kian had marked me my sense of smell was a lot stronger. Something I didn’t even notice; it hadjust 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 hispersonal life. No doubt he didn’t trust that I wouldn’t tell Anastasia what a sleazebag he was. I nowhugged my sister-in-law. She looked the same as ever; her hair pinned into an elegant bun, a smallcrown 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, walkingbeside 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 reactingto the fact that Azrael allowed me to hold him. (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)Hewas 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 fullhead 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 fewmoments 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 beenholding tightly in my other hand.

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

“It’s a gift for the future king.” I said, masking the pain that wrapped around my heart.

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

“What gift can you give him?” He spat.

I looked down at the pouch in my hand, slowly opening it and doing my best to mask the fact that I wasfeeling hurt from them.

He will not get to 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 afterrummaging in our small selection of supplies to see what I could give to m y nephew.

The chain was made of platinum gold, in looks, it appeared silver and was one of the most used andexpensive 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 for his people’

“From the King and Queen of Clair De Lune.” I said quietly, placing the chain on top of Remial’s blanket.(This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)”You may hate him, but… please don’t throw thegift out.”

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

“Thank you.” She said. I stood up, kissing the baby on his soft cheek before she took him away. I lookedat my brother, who looked disgusted.

“Shall we talk?” I said coldly.

“Yes, let’s. However, it is rather early is it not? You know, I am only at my office at nine.”

“War does not wait for anyone.”

“Yes, and I hate thinking about it.” He grumbled, entering his office and sitting in his chair as i f he ownedthe place.

Well, he did.

“Yet you willingly signed up for war.”

“Don’t pin this on me.” He growled.

“I know, you say that you sent letters…”

“Yes, I did! Yet you all just attacked my men on the borders! Killed our messengers! I have the letter fromthe Alpha King himself. Maybe that will shut you up!” He growled.

My heart thumped, a letter from Kian? He opened his desk drawer and began looking inside, a frowncrossed his face and his movements became more irritated.

“What the…”

I infiltrated his mind, flinching as the shrill sounds screamed in my head before it vanished.

…right here! Where the fuck is it! Did she take it?!’

“What is it?” I asked. So, he had indeed gotten a letter…

Someone was playing us, and it had to be someone close to Azrael to get in here… He had guardsoutside the door constantly… Kian’s words filled my mind once more, and I really hoped he was wrong.

“It’s not here! Did you take it?!”

“Oh, for god’s sake, Azrael! How could I have taken it?! I’m sure you had your guards watching myroom!”(This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com) I hissed. He glared at me, but I knew I wasright. I needed to get through to him, and for that I needed to control my anger.

“Azrael, listen to me. We received a letter from you, you received one from us… Don’t you think there’ssomething far too suspicious about that?”

“Oh, please, the only reason you want to be allies now is because you know the fae and us combinedcan take you out.”

“We can still win, don’t underestimate us… but for the sake of our men who will ride to battle, thinkcalmly. Someone is pulling the strings and we are playing right into their hands by arguing. You don’twant a war, right?”

He glared at me, but it was clear he was at least paying attention.

“Azrael… Kian or the werewolves did not kill father-“.

“Oh please! Of course, you will say that since he marked you!” He spat, jumping to his feet.

I glared back at him,

“No! I read his mind!” I shouted.

His eyes widened and he looked confused.

“What?”

“I have the ability to. Are my eyes not enough to tell you that? I have the gift of reading one’s mind, and Iassure you that Kian is not behind this. I feel… I mean, I even thought it was you at one point…”

“You…” He burst into mocking laughter. “Oh, please, you are crazy.”

“Shall I prove it?” I hissed through gritted teeth. Getting this fool to listen was trying my patience.

“Go on, what am I thinking?” He said haughtily, pouring himself a glass of blood.

Dickhead…

I honed in, past the barrier, speaking every word that he was thinking as he thought them.

‘She’s a fool to even think that I’d believe this joke. What the… Wait… How-how is she doing that? Canyou really read my mind?’

“Yes, I can.” I said, making him collapse into his seat looking stunned. “So you really have more Aratonblood running within your veins than I…”

“You know that the secondary line has higher chances to have these abilities… The firstborn becomesking… the second becomes their strength…”

My words faded away as I realised what I had just said… Kian’s words rang in my head like an alarmbell. ‘Eyes as dark as yours…’

Fuck…

Just then the door opened, and I knew who had entered without even turning… Uncle Malachi

“Ah, you two are here already, earlier than I thought. Now, what are we discussing?” He asked, comingover to the desk smiling warmly.

“Morgana here.”

“I was saying how we should try to stop this war. Shall we have a drink first?” I interrupted, grabbing twomore glasses and a fresh bottle of blood from Azrael’s blood bar.

“Oh, I have had breakfast.” Uncle said smiling.

I did my best to keep my heart steady. A theory… Our eyes were lighter the less we drank… (This novelwill be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com) What if someone wanted to keep their abilities a secret and todo so… drank far less than they needed?

My stomach fluttered as I poured three glasses, making sure to fill Azrael’s too. He seemed ratherdispleased that I had cut him off, but… if Uncle was the culprit… I did not need him to know of myabilities.

“You may have had your breakfast, but it’s my first day back here, Uncle. Will you not drink for me?” Iasked, looking into his eyes.

He held my gaze before simply smiling and nodding slowly. I picked up two glasses, handing him one,and looked at Azrael, who was grumbling away

“I don’t have time to drink with you! I have things to attend to, we are moving for war soon enough!” Hesaid, standing up. He downed the glass, giving me a glare with his eyes that didn’t change colour, typicalAzrael would never starve himself. In fact, I knew if he had special abilities, he would make sure theentire kingdom had known of it.

“You can tell Uncle all your crazy theories!”

“I will!” I retorted, trying to act as normal as possible as Azrael stormed from his office.

I smiled at my uncle as we clinked our glasses, both of us downing it in one go, it tasted nothing likeKian’s, he had ruined even blood for me.

“That was pleasant.” Uncle said, placing his glass down.

My gaze stayed trained on him, waiting for him to lift his head.

“It was.” I said placing my glass down as well.

“S… When did you figure it out?” Uncle asked softly.

My heart raced when he turned towards me. I stared into his eyes that were now a dark deep red,mirroring my own…