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

Kian 4 Years Later I remember the night that started everything like it was yesterday. Aminda swearing herself to another man and for what? For power instead of love? I can't believe she'd do that to us. I sent her a message with her friends. I wanted us to elope. I would have abdicated the throne and ran away with her, but she didn't care. She chose to be Queen. Now she's showing her true colors. Werewolves have been prohibited to step foot in Verona city, with orders to attack and apprehend if they're found in witch's territory. Rumor has it the new Witch Supreme is more evil than the latter. "Oh, there you are, Kian." Fiorella sauntered inside my office like she owned the place. I was made to take a chosen Luna soon after Aminda's ascension. Fiorella is Luna, but just in name since I never marked her, and I never will. My mark still adorns my evil witch mate, and I have no plans to change that. Every time when she sees it, she will remember me. "Kian, I'm talking to you." F

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 denty hands. So fucking sexy. "State your Case," she says. The only case I'll have once this meeting is over is a case of blue balls. "Why don't you talk first, King Zibor? You all look like 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 truly devastated when you decided to end our centuries old agreement. For centuries, vampires were granted free pass 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 get drawn. What do the vampires have to offer us? I know for a fact how vampires get their kicks by drinking witch blood. The younger and the mo

Kian I was dreaming of her like most nights, only this time her warm, velvety mouth felt too real. 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. Without letting go of her hair, I opened my eyes as I 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

Kian If it weren't for the evidence, my Temptress left on my phone, I would've thought, last night only happened in one of my dreams. I stared at the picture, unable to put my phone down. She looked sexy. She looked like mine wearing my shirt. I recapped in my mind our conversation. 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 was wearing a very short dress, which was weird because she always dresses elegant and rather conservative. "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 goes up, showing an indecent amount of flesh. I looked at her and the trade as if they were snakes.

Kian Finally, tonight, I will see Aminda again. Another day without her was going to drive me crazy. The fact that she could finally sleep after so many years, being unable to do so is more than proof enough that we're meant for each other. She slept in my arms like a baby the other night. My hands itch with the need to touch her supple skin again. I checked myself in the mirror one last time while I put my diamon cufflinks on. This black tux was made exclusively for the party by a famous human designer. The only thing souring my mood is Fiorella. Dad insisted that we arrive together. He's going with mom on a different car, as well as 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 wonder what Aminda was going to wear. She has a killer body. I was probably going to spend the whole night being jealous of all the men ogling her. Mother beamed when she saw me. "You look