All Chapters of QUEEN OF THE ALPHA KING: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

37 Chapters

Evidence

Morgana’s POVRyker and Delilah. Together. Moaning. Of course. Of fucking course what did I expect when he said he was going on a business trip with her?I don’t know how I ended the call. Or what I even said to that cheating piece of shit that I married. All I know is that somehow, I find myself outside S&M. I’m hunched behind the club, crouched in on myself with my chin resting on my knees, and my eyes focused into space. Someone, anyone passing by would instantly know I just got my heart ripped out and shattered by a man. Why. Just why did I need to call? I could have just minded my own business. Swallowed my desires and gone on about my day like a normal person. I’d never had trouble with my desires in the past. Maybe because they were very scarce and few. But lately things have gotten crazier. I grab my chest, wondering why my clothes feel soaked and why I’m shivering to the my bones. Ah, it must be my tears. That’s it. I’ve cried so much that my tears soaked everything. An

Bloody kisses

Morgana’s POV His hand cups the back of my neck, grabbing me closer to meet his lips. There’s no build up, no warning. Just raw heat and anger. He kisses me, his lips hard and demanding. Like he’s angry at me and wants to punish me for something. His lips, normally soft and warm, feel like an accusation. His teeth nip my lower lip, drawing blood. Blood which he laps at , a low growl rumbling in his throat. I taste it too, moaning softly at the feeling. Goddess…The kiss deepens. His tongue forces its way into my mouth and heavens know I open faster than I ever have. Heat shoots though my body, cooking now in my stomach and making me clench my wet thighs together. He’s so intense…so angry. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t scared. But the arousal in my body is damn too real to ignore. He pins me harder to the wall, his hand leaving the back of my neck so he can grab my wrists and pin them harshly over my head. I gasp, arching my back into him, while chasing after his brutal kisses.

Seeds of remorse.

Ryker’s POVI can always trust Morgana to pull stupid little tricks like this. Call me and say absolutely nothing, then hang up and turn her phone off. Classic attention seeking behaviour. One that I’m used to, given how long I’ve known and been with her. But tonight, it feels different. I don’t even know why I picked the call up, not when I was busy, buried deep in the love of my life. Why did I see Morgana’s name on my screen and my thumb worked on autopilot to pick the call? Talk about the worst timing possible. Now I have to cook up an excuse or something, something she’ll believe. Well if I’m being honest, Morgana will believe anything I tell her. That’s how much she loves me. I stare at my phone, at the screen that has long since gone blank and is now reflecting my face back at me. Why does my heart feel so strange? Like I did something wrong. It reminds me of the times my mother caught me stealing a cookie and she just looked at me silently till I broke down and apologize

Worship

Morgana pov“We need to find who took the photo. What if they–”Alpha Dante grunts, his brows knitted together as he places me gently over the bed like I'd break at the tiniest force which honestly, after all the shit that just went down, I would. “Stop worrying your head, Morgana,” he says, staring down at me with the intensity I've grown to associate with him. “I’ll take care of it.”I wish I could just calm down and believe him. I have no doubts when he says he’ll handle something. He is Alpha Dante. But that doesn't make me feel better.Someone saw us.Someone saw me kissing him and grinding on his clothed cock like a bitch omega in heat. What if it was Selene? Or Jon? Or someone entirely different that’s most likely going to use it against me.“Morgana,” Alpha Dante growls, grabbing my chin and squishing my cheeks together. “Look at me.”I meet his eyes. “You’re afraid,”I nod. I am. Oh goddess, i’m fucking terrified.I’m also cold but that’s the least of my problems right now

Mundane days

Morgana’s POVAlpha Dante doesn't like me.Matter of fact, I think he hates me.“What are you wearing?” His voice is cold, colder than his eyes as he glares at me. I glance down at my outfit, a frown creasing my brow. It’s nothing scandalous, just the cute outfit I always wore whenever I served him. Yesterday, after the whole incident at S&M that ended in me both crying my heart out and getting my job back, I showed up at The Dark Brotherhood to resume my duties.Only to be met with Alpha Dante’s icy stare.“I…” my mouth runs dry. “Alpha I don't understand, did I do something wrong?”He sighs, rubbing his temples. “You’re not working as my whisky girl any longer, Morgana. You have lost that privilege.”His words hit like a slap, knocking all the wind out of my lungs. “W-what?” Okay, now I feel very stupid that I showed up in this. “What did I do?” my voice comes out small and squeaky.Alpha Dante stares at me. And I'm reminded of last night. Not the look he gave me as I fell apart un

Mistaken identity

Ryker’s POVI’d be lying if I said I know what I’m doing. I spotted Morgana miles away, clutching a bunch of papers and staring into space like the ditzy little omega she is. I should have just continued on my way, gone up to see my father as I’d planned. But I couldn’t. Something about Morgana in that red skirt, that blouse hugging her body just right and showing the right bit of cleavage, made my mouth go dry. When I grabbed her and pulled her into some random supply closet, I didn’t know. When I kissed her, I was fully aware. Fuck. Has she always tasted this good? “Ryker?!” She gasps, her eyes widening. She looks shocked, disappointed? What the fuck? “Get off me!” She screams, and the next thing I feel is a slap on my right cheek. I don’t let her escape. Grabbing her hips, I slam her against the door. My cheek stings, but that’s nothing. “Is that the way to greet your husband, Mor?” I ask, smiling at her. “I’ve missed you.”She glares at me, her eyes shiny. “I havent! You…yo

A subtle change of heart

Morgana’s POVMy phone ringing wakes me up the next morning. “Hello?” My voice is all groggy and frankly I need to go back to sleep. It’s barely light outside. “Mrs Hamilton,” I spring upright, every atom of sleep vanishing from my eyes. “J-Julius?”The clock by my bedside reads 4:10am. “My apologies for calling at an absurd time,” Julius says, and he does sound apologetic. “Report to work today by 7pm.”What the actual hell? I rub my eyelids, groaning softly. “Is there a reason why or am I supposed to shut up and obey?”“You’re very funny, Mrs Hamilton. Have a lovely day.” And the line clicks dead. I stare at my phone, caught between annoyance and bewilderment. has to be a joke. What am I going to do in the office at 7pm? What sort of assistant comes to work by that time? It’s only day two of this job and I feel like it’s been a decade. With a soft sigh, I save Julius’s number, then head to the bathroom to start my morning routine. That’s it. About all the sleep I’m getting

Working late

Delilah’s POVAfter lunch, I waved goodbye to Morgana then walked into the car waiting for me. Inside was a woman. Even though she was sitting, she was tall. Slender and very beautiful. A pair of black shades hid half her face, and the mink coat she wore covered the Lowe half of her face. Her aura filled the cramped space of the car, choking me. But I kept my head up and smiled. “My queen,” I greeted with a bow of my head. She didn’t glance at me. “Have you done as I asked you to?”“Yes, my queen. I have delivered both items. The bracelet I just gave her today.”She gave a low hum. But she didn’t immediately send me out, which made me think she had more to say. “My queen, if I may ask…what does the bracelet do?”She turned to me. Behind her glasses, her eyes glowed a subtle silver. Enough for me to see it. And also enough for me to see the resemblance between her and Ryker, he had the slope of her nose, and her beautiful mouth. “You’re not supposed to ask too many questions,” s

watch and learn

Morgana’s POVAt five pm, a package arrives for me in the mail. A large black box with a red bow and a note attached to it. I read the note first; “wear this to work tonight” is all it reads. But that handwriting is easy to spot. I’d recognize Alpha Dante’s impressive cursive anywhere. I’m the only one at home. Ryker left at some point, something about meeting a friend or something. I didn’t ask, surely it was nothing. So I take the box and head to my room, my heart pounding in breathless anticipation. But nothing prepares me for what I find inside the box. “Oh goodness…” I gasp. Heat paints my cheeks red and my breathing catches in my throat. I touch the fabric, marveling at how soft it feels under my palm. Like literal clouds. When I lift it up, my blush turns dark red. A pair of lingerie. Not just any kind, the very racy kind. The material is a lush green, lace and stripes of silk that barely cover anything. The chest area is a mere flimsy triangle that I’m not even sure w

it should be me

Morgana’s POVI turn. There’s a bottle of fine whiskey on the bar too and only one glass. It’s like it was waiting for me. Like he was waiting for me. My breaths trap in my chest as I walk shakily over to it. I do my best to keep my hands steady, pouring the whiskey till it’s the right amount. “I-ice?” My voice is fragile like wet paper. “No.”I could use some ice for my face right now. Placing the glass on the tray, I grip it with both hands and turn to him. “Lose the coat, Morgana.” He commands. “I spent a pretty penny on that piece.”“My apologies, alpha,” the words come out on autopilot. I place the tray down for a second to take off the coat. The cool air hits my skin hard, making me feel naked. When I turn back to him his eyes are still on my face. I frown. He won’t even look down? Just a little? Disappointed, I pick up the tray and force myself to smile. But just as I take the first step forward, he clicks his tongue. “Crawl.”I blink. “A-alpha?”He leans forward, pro

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