Semua Bab The Alpha King and The Witch Supreme : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Kian 4 Years Later I remember the night that changed everything as if it were yesterday. Aminda pledged herself to another man—what a betrayal! She chose power over love, and I can hardly believe she would do that to us. I reached out to her through her friends, hoping we could elope. I was willing to give up the throne and run away with her, but she didn't care. She chose to be Queen. Now, her true colors are showing. Werewolves have been banned from entering Verona city, and orders have been issued to attack and apprehend anyone found on witch territory. Rumor has it that the new Witch Supreme is even more evil than the last. "“Oh, there you are, Kian.” Fiorella sauntered into my office as if she owned the place. After Aminda’s ascension, I was obligated to take on a chosen Luna. Fiorella holds the title, but only in name since I never marked her—and never will. My mark still adorns my wicked witch of a mate, and I have no plans to change that. Whenever she sees it, she will

Kian Her eyes were hypnotic. I almost creamed my pants when I saw her in that tight as-hell suit with a whip in her dainty hands. So fucking sexy. "State your Case," she says. The only case I'll have after this meeting is a case of blue balls. "Why don't you talk first, King Zibor? You all look like a cat got your tongue." She laughed. Goddess, even her laugh was sexy. Zibor twitched on his seat. He was probably boning over all that magical blood of her and her sexy body. Zibor stood up as she lay back in her chair. "My Queen. The vampire community was devastated when you ended our centuries-old agreement. For centuries, vampires were granted free passes to Verona City without any issue. Your Aunt Marilla and I..." "My aunt and you, that is correct. Verona City has a new queen. It's only fair that new alliances should be drawn. What do the vampires have to offer us? I know how vampires get their kicks by drinking witch blood. The younger and the more powerful, the better. Isn'

Kian I dreamed of her like most nights, but her warm, velvety mouth felt too real this time. I grabbed her head with one hand. She felt real, too. I fought the need to open my eyes in case it was just a dream, and I didn't want to wake up. Fuck, even in my dreams,, she was too good! I tightened my grip on her head as I thrust my hips fucking her mouth with indomitable need. Her mouth worked wonders with my cock, deep-throating me at times. Soon jets of cum spurt from my cum. I knew her mouth would've been overfilled had she been real. I opened my eyes without letting go of her hair and panted for air. Piercing, deep purple eyes looked straight into my soul. I tightened my grip on her hair even more, and I yanked her up, making her land on my chest. "Are you even real?" I asked as I stared at her like a lovestruck teenager in front of his crush. She was fucking stunning. She was completely naked, and her hair and body were dripping wet. I stared at her round, perky breasts as she pu

Kian If it weren't for the evidence my Temptress left on my phone, I would've thought that last night only happened in one of my dreams. I stared at the picture, unable to put my phone down. She looked sexy—like me wearing my shirt. I recapped our conversation in my mind. I was definitely going to search through all the books in our private library and archives. I was precisely doing that throughout most of the day when the delicious aroma of food filled my nostrils. I looked towards the door to find Fiorella holding a trade with food and drinks. She wore a very short dress, which was weird because she always dresses elegantly and conservatively. "Hey, " said Fiorella as she sauntered toward me with the deliciously smelling food. I thought you might be hungry. You have been working all day." She placed the trade on the desk and sat on the corner. Her dress went up, showing an indecent amount of flesh. I looked at her and the trade as if they were snakes. "Fiorella, my guess i

Kian Finally, tonight, I will see Aminda again. Another day without her was driving me crazy. The fact that she can finally sleep after so many years of struggling proves that we are meant for each other. The other night, she slept in my arms like a baby. My hands itch with the need to feel her soft skin again. I checked myself in the mirror one last time while I put my diamond cufflinks on. A famous human designer made This black tux exclusively for the party. The only thing souring my mood is Fiorella. Dad insisted that we arrive together. He's going with Mom in a different car, along with River and his mate Piper. As I descended the stairs, I could see everyone waiting for me. Fiorella was standing next to Mother. Both looked regal and elegant. I wondered what Aminda was going to wear. She has a killer body. I'm already jealous of all the men who will be ogling her all night. Mother beamed when she saw me. "You look dazzling, darling. You and Fiorella are going to make the most