All Chapters of The Alpha King and The Witch Supreme : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Aminda. I flinched when I heard the sound of crystal shattering on the floor. My stepfather's voice was thunderous, and I remained hidden. I wasn't in the mood to argue with Alister and my mother. "Where is your daughter at this hour, Coraline?!" he was angrier than ever. I peeked from behind a flower vase in the hallway. My mother looked really nervous. It was a shame how her confidence dwindled after marrying that man two years ago. "Alister, please calm down, dear. I keep calling her, but she’s not answering. She must be on her way home,” Mother's voice trembled. "Do you know what’s at stake, Coraline?! Think!" Alister poked my mother's forehead with his finger as he spoke. “She is a responsible kid; I’m sure she is fine,” she pleaded. “She is next in line to become Witch Supreme, Coraline. Not even you could become one. Your sister is the one sitting on the throne at this moment. Giving birth to Aminda has to be your only accomplishment in life!” My mother lowere

Aminda I could feel the intensity of his eyes traveling down every inch of my skin. Pausing to study every soft curve of my body. I let my dress drop around my ankles, and his eyes flashed. I was now standing in nothing more than a tiny thong. He exhaled through his teeth as he walked around me, devouring me with his eyes. He stood behind me and pulled me by the hair. He inhaled my scent. I know he loved it. I felt him shudder as my scent traveled through his senses. "The scenery is perfect temptress, but the view is exquisite." He cupped my breasts from behind, twitching my nipples. A soft moan escaped me. He pulled me closer. So close that I could feel his erection. He continued fondling my breasts. It felt so good. I put my head against his chest and closed my eyes. I felt one of his hands traveling down my lower abdomen. His claws tore the flimsy material of my panties. Then, I felt his fingers caressing my dampened folds. "You're so wet for me." He turned me around and pinc

.**Aminda** I had just showered and lay on my bed wearing my white bathrobe. I was still sore from my earlier encounter with Kian. As I touched my mark, I smiled. He was so possessive of me; he wanted me as his Luna—Queen Luna Aminda. I liked the sound of it, but I could never let that happen. I couldn’t forfeit my responsibilities. We could be lovers, though. I still didn’t fully understand how the mate bond worked with werewolves. It was strange when I heard him in my head. I would need to do some research. Suddenly, my door burst open, and I sat up. Alister stood in front of me, his eyes filled with lust as he looked me over. “Have you ever heard of knocking?” I spat at him, holding my robe tightly. "Your guards told me the mutt went to see you at the institute." "My guards? They're your spies. I never agreed to have guards," I scoffed. He shifted his posture into something more threatening. "Listen, Rabbit, if you keep seeing that mutt, I must hurt him. Not only him, bu

.**Aminda** As our helicopter approached the ground, a sleek black Mercedes awaited us on the helipad, its polished surface gleaming under the sunlight. My eyes drank in the surroundings, wide with excitement and wonder. Kian watched me with an amused smile, surely entertained by my childlike enthusiasm. The scene was energetic, darting through the trees; werewolves engaged in dynamic sparring matches. It was a vibrant community nestled within the embrace of the forest. The houses surrounding us stood in neat rows, each two stories high, featuring charming porches and meticulously manicured lawns. However, the mansion truly captured my attention—a breathtaking structure reminiscent of a fairy tale. If my homebred was a dark, brooding Dracula’s castle, this one was the epitome of a Disney castle, with its turrets and enchanting allure. The garden was a masterpiece of color; roses bloomed in every hue, surrounding a grand fountain that danced and sparkled in the light. In her distin

Kian I was trying to be civil and not cause any more issues between witches and werewolves, but when I saw Aminda on the back of that jerk's bike, I saw red. I wanted to slam his stupid face into the ground and teach him not to even look at what was mine, let alone touch her. I grabbed Aminda by her arm as her friends and the three men rode away on their bikes. "You're holding me too tight, Kian!" Her cheeks were flushed, and her nose scrunched up. She looked adorable when she was angry. I wanted to kiss those pouty lips. "Are you even listening to me? Let go, Kian!" I loosened my grip slightly, but not too much. I already knew her tricks. "So you can make your disappearing act like always?" She squinted her eyes at me and scoffed. "That's right, Aminda, you won't be leaving this time until I'm done talking to you. If anything, we can move to a more private place." Many of her classmates were hanging around curiously. She blew some hair from her face, and without warning, we disa