All Chapters of The Alpha King's Breeder: Chapter 731 - Chapter 740

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It's Your Fault

MariannaThe day drags on with a rotation of visitors, nurses, healers. Unsurprisingly, student witches from the healing academy who were practically foaming at the mouth to get a glimpse of the first person to be cursed with dark magic and survive longer than a day in… a very long time. I sit through it all. Sometimes my mom pesters me with questions about how I’m feeling, if I’m ready to eat, if I want to go back to sleep. Other times I’m with Skye, who seems to be suddenly in bloom around several other magical, powerful people she doesn’t yet know are family. But Blake hasn’t come. I’ve barely heard his name spoken. I assume he’s away in Maatua or Crescent Falls, whatever Maeve said his plan was. I try not to feel disappointed he didn’t even say goodbye. In the late evening, I’m deemed recovered enough to be moved upstairs to the beautiful, luxurious guest suite where Mom and Skye have been staying. Minerva administers my nightly dose of a very potent healing draft. Then she gi

No Regrets

Marianna“I don’t like this plan whatsoever,” Kenna says sharply, tapping her foot as she watches Blake gather what I think might just be random pieces of paper into a briefcase just to make it look like he’s busy. “No. Nope, Blake, I will not allow it.”“What, exactly, is the worst that can happen?” he asks, arching a brow. “She’s already cursed. She has, what, a few months before the healing drafts stop working, and she succumbs to the curse still in her system?” I try not to bristle at the ice in his tone, but Kenna isn’t affected in the slightest. She frowns deeply at him as Blake rounds his desk with his briefcase resting at his side, his dark brows still arched, his striking violet eyes shining an even deeper shade than usual. “You’ve been pestering me to tell my parents. So, I am. I’d like Marianna to be there when I do. Plus, they need to meet their grandchild.”“You’re going to spring this on them and abdicate your title in the same conversation?” She raises her brows, mimick

Show Me Your Power

MariannaI wait for Blake to step out of my embrace. I’ll let him. It’s his choice to make, even if my fingers curl into his shirt, bunching the fabric. His lips are heavy and full against mine, but they part, and he exhales deeply, trembling as his hand travels up my back to clutch the back of my neck. “You’re doing this because you feel like you have to,” he says grimly, but heat laces through the words. “No,” I whisper, opening my eyes. His face comes into view as I look up, searching his gaze. “Blake, I… I wish I could go back and change everything. I would have–I would have let you in.”He shakes his head but kisses me again, harder this time, putting his whole body into it like this is the last time we’ll do this. He backs me against the wall in the entryway of his apartment, bracing his forearm just above my head. My hands travel down his chest and stomach before holding against his belt loops, and the kiss ends once more, leaving me breathless and warm. “I won’t go further

Writing a Symphony

MariannaBlake’s tongue parts my folds before his mouth closes around me, sucking deep, and thousands of prickles of heat erupt through me, sweeping me into a kind of semi-consciousness that makes the room blur. My mind goes blissfully blank. It’s just me and him, nothing else. His groan of pleasure coils through my body, tightening every muscle. I tremble as he releases me, going back to gentle, exploratory licks, little nibbles, and by the time he presses two fingers inside of me, I’m drowning in him. I lift my hips from the bed, my knees spread wide, and cry out his name while my fingers tangle in his luscious dark hair. I come undone at the seams within seconds, and it’s so strong, so completely overpowering, that for a moment, I’m breathless, shaking and moaning without restraint. His lips press against the inside of my thigh. I feel his smile, feel his breathy exhale as he comes up for air, and… then he’s here, on top of me, his hands drifting under my shirt, his mouth sucking

The Only One I Trust

BlakeI wake in the dead middle of the night to the feeling of being watched. The voices in my head skitter through my gray matter, whispering, tittering like they’re holding conversations with each other that they don’t want me to hear. Hushed whispers from the heavens cease abruptly as I sit up, rubbing my eyes, and look down at where Marianna is curled beside me, her head resting between the pillows. Her hand falls down my chest, settling in my lap. The moonlight paints her skin in silver. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I run my fingertips over the curve of her bare waist, waiting for the voices to return, but they stay silent, giving me this moment. Once, I told Maeve to find the thing that turned the dial on her powers to a simmer. That thing that turned her off, kept her level, made it easier to function. For so long, I thought music was what did that for me. All this time, it’s been her. I didn’t anticipate how last night would go. Standing in my apartment wi

Trapped in Memories

MariannaMisty’s house looks homey and warm in the light of midmorning. Coffee scents the air as she moves around her kitchen, opening and shutting cabinets. I rest on one of the stools at the kitchen island, nursing a mug of coffee with cream and vanilla syrup she makes herself, while scanning the family pictures on the walls. Blake rushes back into the kitchen, dressed in sleek navy trousers and a light blue button down, a matching navy blue suit jacket completing the ensemble. He presses the quickest kiss to my temple before darting to the garage, his phone already pressed to his ear. Misty watches him go, smirking to herself, before she continues rummaging through her cupboards again. Blake drove me over here about twenty minutes ago. He changed his mind about me tagging along while he talked to his parents, and I can’t say I mind. I sigh deeply into my coffee, my stomach in knots for him and what the next day, next week, and next year might look like. “I have a friend coming o

Snap

BlakeThe castle grounds are full of sunlight and bees when I step out of my car and squint against the brightness reflecting off the exterior windows. I brush a bee off my shoulder, which gives me an angry buzz and zooms to the nearest group of rose bushes, which are in full bloom now, painting the garden in shades of red and pink. It’s a quiet day, a weekend, which is why I planned to be here this morning. Both of my parents are here and alone. A flash of platinum blonde catches my attention, and I turn to my mother, who’s crouching in a thicket of hydrangea bushes only a few feet away. She pokes her head up, beaming at me, but that smile fades when she sees the dark expression casting shadows over my face. “Blake? I didn’t realize you were coming today. I spoke to Kenna, and it sounds like you were very busy in Moonrise. Someone got cursed?”“Can we talk? Where’s Dad?”“He’s inside,” she says, her eyebrows pinched together as she dusts her hands off on her gardening apron–a silly

This Family

BlakeIt’s late afternoon when we finally return to Moonrise. Marianna slumps in my arms as I spirit us directly into my suite, which is dark, the curtains pulled, and the blinds closed to the outside world. Rain pelts the windows. I lay Marianna in my bed, and she groans, blinking wearily up at me while her skin flushes a pale green. “How do you people travel like that without throwing up every time?” she rushes out, trembling. “Most of my family members do, in fact, throw up. You haven’t yet, so consider yourself one of the strong ones.”She’s limp with her eyes shut before I even finish the sentence. I walk through the fifth floor’s eastern wing of the palace, which I normally have to myself, when Leona comes rushing around a corner, nearly knocking me over. I grab her by the shoulders to steady her as she gasps in surprise. “Blake! I heard you were back, and she–”“She’s fine.” I slide the keys to my suite into her hand. “She’s lying down. Jumping here wasn’t easy on her.”“Ken

How Long Have You Known?

MariannaI wake to spring rain and hazy gray sunlight filtering through modern blinds that don’t match the intricate stonework surrounding the windows. Gray paint makes the room darker than it should be, maybe even a few degrees colder than I’m sure it is outside. I stretch like a cat, groaning as my body pops and sizzles from lack of movement, then blink at the ceiling–domed, with a crystal chandelier hanging overhead. I realize with a start I have no godly idea where I am, but I’ve… hell, I’m not even surprised at this point. I feel like I’ve lived a thousand lives over the past two or three weeks, so what’s a strange bed in a strange room? A room that smells like Blake at his rawest. The door on the far side of the room smacks against the wall as it flies open, and a dark-haired blur is my only warning before Skye flies onto the bed.I catch her with a crunch that stifles Blake’s rushed exhale as he follows her into the room, but he stops near the foot of the bed, his eyes sweepi

A Granddaughter

Marianna“I’m not rejecting you,” I rush out, clasping his hands. “Blake–”He slides his hands from mine and steps back, an unreadable expression shadowing the planes of his face. “Are you–”“Do you want me here? With you? Me and Skye? Is… is there something here for all of us, Blake, with you?”His lips part, but no sound comes out. He looks shocked–that mask of indifference slipping just a touch. “Can we have a life together?” I ask, my heart beginning to tremble. “We–”“Can you let me in, for real this time? Everything. I need–I have to see everything. You can’t hide anymore. I can’t be with just parts of you, Blake. I need it all. The good parts, the bad parts. The parts that scare you, that you think will scare me–”The magic coating the room quakes–an alert, I surmise, that someone is coming. Blake ignores it, his hands shaking slightly as he takes hold of my face and leans his forehead against mine. “I–I do want that,” he says with great effort. “But–”“But I’m not some fie

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