All Chapters of The Alpha King and The Witch Supreme : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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11. King Kian

Kian – Four Years Later I remember the night that changed everything, as if it had happened yesterday. Aminda pledged herself to another man—a betrayal still burning in my chest. She chose power over love. I reached out 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 on full display. Werewolves have been banned from entering Verona City. Orders are out: attack and apprehend anyone trespassing on witch territory. Rumor has it that the new Witch Supreme is more ruthless 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 forced to accept a chosen Luna. Fiorella holds the title but only by name. I never marked her—and I never will. My mark still belongs to my wicked witch of a mate, Aminda, and will never fade. Whenever Aminda sees it, she remembers. “Kian, I’m talking to you,” Fio

Last Updated : 2024-09-09

12. The Witch Supreme

Kian's PoV Weeks Later Weeks of planning had finally paid off. I managed to gather the right people and send the letter requesting a meeting with Aminda. Werewolves, vampires, and humans had all signed it, restless after four years of Aminda showing no interest in maintaining alliances. She is the most powerful among the leaders. Even though the vampires and humans live farther away than we do, they remain wary of her. Rumor has it she killed the old council elders and replaced them with loyalists in her image. River, my beta, would accompany me. He had found his mate three years ago and was still hopelessly devoted to her, Piper, who was heavily pregnant. I was waiting in the car, mildly irritated, while he kissed her goodbye. She had him wrapped around her finger. That is how Aminda would have had me—if she had chosen me. Maybe soon—I still hoped. “Be careful, Ri. They say she’s pure evil,” Piper warned, her doe-green eyes worried. River cleared his throat, keeping his composure.

Last Updated : 2024-09-10

13. New Alliances

Kian's PoV Her eyes were hypnotic. I nearly lost control when I saw her in that tight leather suit, a whip coiled in her delicate hands. So damn sexy. “State your case,” she commanded. After this meeting, I’d only have a severe case of blue balls. “Why don’t you speak first, King Zibor? You all look like a cat got your tongue,” she laughed. Goddess, even her laugh was intoxicating. Zibor twitched in his seat, fangs elongating, eyes dark with desire. He was clearly struggling to resist her blood. “My Queen,” he began, standing as she reclined in her chair. “The vampire community was devastated when our centuries-old agreement was voided. For generations, we’ve been granted free passage to Verona City—your aunt and I—” “My aunt and you, yes. But Verona City has a new queen. New alliances must be drawn. Tell me, what do the vampires offer? I know how you enjoy witch blood—young, powerful, intoxicating. Isn’t that right, King Zibor?” Aminda slowly removed her gloves. With a single mo

Last Updated : 2024-09-11

14. The Solution

Aminda's PoV I knew Kian would be here tonight. That’s why I entered under the cover of an invisibility spell. The moment I spotted him, my composure faltered. He was as striking as ever. His chiseled jaw, the stubble grazing it, his piercing blue eyes—they all called to me, stirring memories I’d fought to suppress for four long years. I felt the pull of him—the instinct to run into his arms, to feel him against me, to kiss him like it was our last chance. But I remembered he had a Luna. Jealousy surged through me, sharp and unwelcome. When I asked why she wasn’t with him, his eyes locked on mine, and he said, “My Luna is here.” The words almost shattered my carefully constructed facade. Then he stopped me from leaving. His arm encircled my waist, and his other hand held my head gently but firmly. His lips met mine, and I instinctively responded, though my mind screamed to stop. Desire flared between us, dangerous and undeniable. I had to push him back, unwilling to surrender comple

Last Updated : 2024-09-12

15. Late Night Escaped

Kian's PoV I dreamed of her again that night, but this time, it felt different. Her presence, warmth, and intensity of gaze all felt achingly honest. I reached for her instinctively, afraid to open my eyes and lose her. She held me even in dreams I couldn’t escape. Her 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 When I opened my eyes, there she was. Purple eyes locked on mine, dripping with intensity, with all the power and beauty that had haunted my thoughts for years. My heart thudded violently in my chest. I tightened my grip on her hair even mo

Last Updated : 2024-09-13

16. Alister

Aminda's PoV I rose quietly after Kian drifted off to sleep, his chest rising and falling steadily. Slipping one of his shirts over my body, the hem brushing my thighs, I picked up his phone and snapped a quick selfie. Then, with an invisibility spell layered over a scent-cloaking charm, I slipped from the room like a shadow. The darkness within me never rests. It has been years since I’ve truly slept, so slumber never comes, though I retire each night. Humming softly, I wandered the empty palace halls. Passing King Korin and Queen Annabel’s chambers, I did not linger. My destination was another door—the room of the woman who had haunted me for years. Fiorella. I stepped through the wall and into her chamber. She lay on her back, short black hair perfectly styled even in sleep. Not the sultry lingerie she had once bragged about, but simple silk shorts and a tank. Then I saw it—a shrine covering an entire wall. Dozens of pictures of Kian, candid and posed, old and new. My chest tig

Last Updated : 2024-09-16

17. An Invitation

Kian's PoV If it weren’t for the evidence my Temptress left on my phone, I would have believed last night was a dream. I stared at the picture—her wearing my shirt, looking sinfully beautiful—unable to put the device down. The memory of our words replayed in my mind. I knew I would spend every waking hour searching through the archives until I found the truth. That was exactly what I was doing when the rich aroma of food drifted into my study. Fiorella appeared at the door, holding a tray. Her dress was far shorter than her usual elegant attire. “Hey,” she said, stepping in with deliberate sway. “I thought you might be hungry. You’ve been at this all day.” She set the tray on my desk, perching on its edge. The hem slid dangerously high. I eyed her and the tray with equal suspicion. “Fiorella, you forgot the protocol. I eat only what is prepared by my cook and tested by poison control. Only heir, remember?” She trailed her hand along my arm. “That could change, if you want it to.”

Last Updated : 2024-09-18

18. He Is Something More.

Aminda “Say you take back your rejection!” Kian’s thrusts grew deeper, his voice raw with possession. “Say you’re mine.” The headboard rattled under the force of his body. I could hardly breathe, overwhelmed by the torrent of sensation. Pleasure clawed through me, tight and unbearable, when suddenly he stopped. I forced my eyes open, meeting his stormy blue gaze. My voice broke on a whisper, raspy from screaming his name. “I’m yours, Kian. Only yours. Forever.” A guttural sound rumbled in his chest. He resumed with reckless hunger, pinning my wrists above my head. His mouth closed over my nipple, sharp and greedy, pushing me into another shattering release. He swallowed my cries with a kiss as he spilled inside me again. When at last the frenzy ebbed, we lay tangled together. His chest heaved against my back, his semi-hard length pressing into me. He squeezed my breast, lips brushing my temple. “We’ve never used birth control,” he murmured. “For us to conceive, it would take mor

Last Updated : 2024-09-20

19. Lord Gray's Palace

Kian Finally, tonight, I would see Aminda again. Another day without her was driving me insane. The fact that she could finally sleep after years of struggle proved that we were destined. That night, she had slept in my arms like a child, and my hands itched now to feel her soft skin. I checked myself in the mirror as I fastened my diamond cufflinks. The black tux had been tailored by a famous human designer, and it fit like a second skin. Only one thing soured my mood: Fiorella. Father had insisted we arrive together. He would go with Mother, along with River and Piper. Descending the staircase, I found them waiting. Fiorella stood beside Mother, both regal and elegant. My thoughts drifted to Aminda—what would she wear? That body of hers would turn every head in the room. I already hated the thought of other men staring. Mother’s face lit up. “You look dazzling, darling. You and Fiorella will be the most ravishing couple tonight. Doesn’t she look stunning, Kian dear?” I bit back

Last Updated : 2024-09-23

20. His Mate

Kian's PoV Aminda walked past Gray without sparing him a glance, her smirk fixed on me. I couldn’t stop smiling back. Her beauty was indescribable. If Gray’s wives left people stunned, Aminda’s presence drained the very air from the room. She was the kind of beauty that ignited admiration, jealousy, or raw possessiveness—depending on who beheld her. “King Kian,” she purred. “I couldn’t pass up the chance to meet my usurper.” Fiorella’s eyes widened in disbelief. I burst out laughing. Aminda gave her a slow, appraising look. “What a downgrade,” she pouted. “You—how dare you, witch?!” Fiorella spat, indignant. She was used to royal treatment and couldn’t bear being belittled. Aminda’s manicured hand rested on my chest, her nails painted black with silver crescent moons and stars. A diamond sparkled on each eyelid as she lowered her gaze seductively. My pulse quickened. Tonight, she was mine. “Get your hands off him, witch whore!” Fiorella snapped. I opened my mouth to put her in

Last Updated : 2024-09-24

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