The Alpha King’s Possession

74. Rivers Of Blood
KIAN
Bloodshed. In every direction, people were fighting. Bond after bond was snapped as I lost men, knowing that with it their mates
would soon die too.
I ripped through a Fae, we were winning but... We needed to defeat the commanders, the four Fae princes, because we were
still losing far too many.
I was battling one of them right now, growling as I ripped his arm off before my claws sank into his body, tearing him to pieces.
The sun was beginning to rise in the sky and morning was close.
Pain suddenly shot through my back and my heart pounded.
‘Morgana! Where is she?! She’s hurt!’ I shouted through the link to Reuban, trying to control the fear that filled me.
‘I’m getting to her! Her brother’s joined the battle, Alpha! He killed one of the four commanders! The Ice Prince!’
I was shocked that he actually did... For Azrael to turn around, that was no small fete. 1
‘I’m trying to get to her! She’s back up! Her brother is-‘
‘Reuban? Reuban? Fuck! What is it!?’
‘The Vampire King’s dead, Alpha. He died shielding the Luna.’ He sounded shocked.
My stomach lurched, Morgana. If her brother hadn’t protected her... would I have lost her?
‘Get her to me!’ I growled. I had placed her at the arch, for more visit :- www.noveljar.com thinking the enemy was slightly thinner
through there, but clearly, they had been able to break through in masses.
‘Yes, Alpha!’ Reuban replied just as I saw Luca being thrown to the ground in his wolf form.
‘Luca! Behind you!’ I shouted, but he wasn’t moving.
Worry for my closest friend consumed me. I leapt over the bodies of Fae, werewolves and elves all mixed together. Dawn was
approaching, yet the rivers of blood were still flowing.

I was so close to Luca when a fae drove their sword through him, just as he shifted back. A vicious growl of rage left my mouth
as I ripped the Fae’s head off, feeling another link snap within me...
Luca...
I shifted back myself, looking down at the body of someone who had been important to me.
Fuck... no!
I dropped to my knees, my heart thundering, feeling another few bonds snap away. Maybe it wasn’t him, maybe
‘He’s gone Kian.’ Thanatos said quietly as I stared at the lifeless body before me.
No heartbeat..
“No... Fuck...”
I took a deep breath, exhaling slowly as I stared into the eyes of someone I considered my best friend. One who would never
speak to me again.. I closed his eyes, knowing I’ll never see them again
There was no goodbye... Fuck...
I got up, my eyes blazing as I assessed the situation. Orrian had killed one of the princes, as had I, and Azrael. Then there was
one left. Where was he?
I scanned the area, my men keeping the Fae away as I realised that he may be in the back flanks... The fire fae was the
strongest of the four... The future king of the Fae...
I was about to shift back into my wolf form, frowning as my attention was drawn to one of my men, who was fighting clumsily.
Was he injured? He hadn’t shifted at all and unlike most of my warriors, he had remained in human form. From his build, it was
clear he was young. Who the fuck was he? I couldn’t pick up a scent. The smell of blood, dirt and charred skin was strong in my
nose.
“Fall back!” I growled. He was just going to die at this rate.
He didn’t respond, and I realised that through the battle this boy had remained by my side. I frowned, trying to focus on his scent,
but... nothing.

From the corner of my eyes, I saw another fae rush towards me and I turned, tearing them to pieces. Another four ran towards
me, I managed to kill two, grabbing another, but the fourth... I tried to turn, sensing him coming from behind, when I heard a
strangled gasp from behind me. I killed the fae in my hold, for more visit :- www.noveljar.com spinning around before his body
even hit the ground.
That voice... I glanced towards the boy in shock, seeing him stagger back, a stake of wood buried in his chest. In a flash, I tore
the Fae’s head off, turning to the warrior who fell back and hit the floor.
I bent down, pulling their helmet off, my heart thrumming as I looked down at the full head of brown hair.
“Sage...”
Her eyes fluttered open, tears trickling out of the corners of them.
“Kian.” She whispered. I looked down at the stake, wrapping my hand around it but I knew if I pulled it out... she would still die...
“Sage... What the fuck are you doing here?” I asked, my heart thudding, guilt and worry filling me.
“I wanted to be by your side.” She whispered, coughing up blood.
Fuck. I was the reason she was here...
“You aren’t a warrior!” I growled.
There was nothing I could do for her...
She smiled weakly, tears streaming down her cheeks.
“If I was to die... I wanted it to be for you... I love you, Kian... I really do.”
She gasped, her eyes widening, her body stiffening before she became limp, the light fading from her hazel eyes. I closed my
eyes, feeling the pain of her loss rip through me.
I had promised her a life of happiness.. and then took it away. Making her give up her mate and ultimately, her life...
I closed her eyes and stood up, staring down at the woman before me. One more death...

I turned away, shifted and ran towards the fae. I needed to find the fire prince... He was said to be the strongest of his brothers,
the most powerful...
I kept going, knowing many of my men were following, and it was then I saw him. He was dressed i n dark maroon that looked
almost black, his arms crossed, his flaming red hair in a high ponytail. His dark orange eyes met my own and a smirk crossed his
lips.
“The Alpha King himself comes to me.” He whispered and without him even moving a ball of flames rushed towards me. for more
visit :- www.noveljar.com I ducked, rushing past and leaping over the other fae. With a menacing growl, I tried to reach him, but
another blast of fire threw me back.
“The Werewolf race will fall.” He said, advancing as he unsheathed the huge sword from his back.
I don’t think so.
I snarled in rage, expressing my opinion as I padded towards him, letting my own aura roll off me. Our eyes locked as I lunged at
him, blocking his hits. I tried to rip his head off but he was fast, moving with an agility that even his brother that I had killed, did
not have.
He was at another level, his eyes fixed on me as we seemed to dance around any proper attack. I was fast enough to avoid his
fire, yet his sword was dangerous and the long length of it didn’t help. He managed to throw me back, it frustrated me that I
wasn’t able to get to him. The entire ground around us was burning with flames, burning the bodies of our dead as it spread.
I hissed when his sword sliced into my left flank, wanting to wipe that smirk off his face. I jumped, grabbing his sword in my teeth.
As he summoned his firepower, I felt a light foot on my back, someone I recognised used me as leverage, flipping above me just
as I was thrown back. My eyes widened as I saw none other than Morgana spin in the air, a long sword in hand that she now
raised, throwing it down at the Fae prince in the exact manner she had attacked me long ago. I felt the surge of power she put
behind it, making sure it reached her target in a flash.
It was almost as if it was in slow motion... Watching the Fae prince smirk as I hit the floor, clearly not having noticed the figure
above him. The large ball of flame came blasting towards me just as Morgana’s sword impaled his neck, only seconds before
she landed. Grabbing the hilt of her sword, she spun around, slicing his head off in one clean sweep. Her helmet was gone, her
hair was open, her face covered in blood and those eyes of hers blazing as she turned to stare at me. The flames rose high
around her, for more visit :- www.noveljar.com and the rising sun illuminated her from behind making her look beyond beautiful.

A true warrior queen...
My queen.
Our eyes met, and she smiled victoriously.
We had won.