Possessing the Alpha Queen

Preface On February 1, 1375, a blizzard fell abruptly in the Kingdom of Ambi. It snowed continuously for seven days, and there was no hope of spring planting. On Feb 7, King Baroque Aldington prayed to the moon god in the prayer room for three days. The heavy snow paused, and the idol shattered. On Feb 10, Rudolph, the astrologer, peered into the future but failed. He died, with eyes bleeding, leaving the words "two wolves fighting for the moon".  On Feb 12, the Baroque King rode out of Severburg for the Witch Forest and has not returned. Angelina Aldington's POV After the blizzard, the cold remained, and the heavy snow whitened the whole kingdom. Severburg stood solemnly at the foot of the Lavas Hill, with thick walls blocking the cold, but not the coldness in the heart. After the Baroque king left, the castle was gloomy, and everyone had a heavy mind. Princess Angelina sat expressionless in the piano room, playing the same song over and over again. "Jane, do you think the moon goddess will make mistakes?" Angelina tapped the last note, both hands off the piano, and asked with a sigh. Jane looked at the lonely figure with a trace of sadness in her eyes. She got it, but she knew there was no answer to Angelina's question. Severburg had no secrets, and rumors came faster than the wind. The King was absent at Angelina's 18th birthday party and it ran from mouth to mouth that the princess' mate was Prince Alan, who rejected her the moment they recognized each other. But Jane, who had been in Severburg for decades, knew what to say. "Princess, the moon goddess blesses us," she said respectfully. "She protects all the people in this land, and we pledge our loyalty to her." "I used to believe that the moon goddess is always right." Angelina straightened her back and touched the keys of the piano again. "Jane, listen to the new song I just wrote," Angelina said. " The melodious music sounded again. Jane had to admit that Angelina was the most talented student she had ever taught. The alpha blood of the Aldington family gave them great strength and talents far beyond others. She has been teaching the piano for more than 50 years, and Angelina's piano skills have long surpassed hers. Suddenly, with a bang, Angelina's hand slammed on the piano keys, the sound of the piano stopped, and her fingers trembled as if she was fighting against something unknown. "What's the matter, my princess?" Jane sensed that something was wrong and asked with concern. Angelina tightened her whole body, her hands clenched slowly into fists, and beads of sweat oozed from her forehead. Her wolf Lola wailed in pain inside her, but a strange pleasure came from her lower body. She clenched her teeth and squeezed out: "Damn bastard!" Alan Aldington's POV The fencing room was in a mess, training clothes and underwear scattered all over the floor. Two training swords were plugged on the rack, and all kinds of training equipment scattered as if been blown by a hurricane. In the middle of the room, Alan, lying naked, was thrusting his p***s into the light brown fitness body underneath. "Clark, you charming b***h!" Alan jerked a few times and slapped the woman on the ass. The woman let out a moan and wriggled harder. Raymond, Alan's wolf was howling. He hated that b***h's smell because she was not his mate, and she didn't even have a wolf. He didn't understand why Alan rejected his mate. "Shut up! Raymond! " Alan gasped. "She is our sister! Not our mate! I am the future king. I can have s*x with anyone, but not my sister! " "f**k me harder, Alan, your p***s is as hard as your sword! " Clark's hair was disheveled, her ass sticking out to feel his heat. She was the court swordsmanship coach, the proudest female warrior in Severburg, lying under Ellen like a b***h. "She didn't accept your rejection." Said, Raymond. Alan didn't say anything. He stopped thrusting. Clark sensed something strange, wiggled her buttocks back and forth: "Honey, don't stop, I want more. I want your c**k up my rectum! " A gleam of indifference flashed in Allen's eyes, and he pushed forward hard, speeding up, "she'll take it, she will." He said. " Angelina Aldington's POV The gray corridor appeared so long to Angelina's eyes. She ran straight from the piano room to Allen's room with her hands lifting her wide white skirt. The sound of her heels tapping on the stone pavement was sharp and tight, like her mood. Outside Allen's room, the maid carrying sundries had just come out of the room and closed the door, turned to see Angelina rushing here, hurriedly moved one step sideways, and bowed: "Good morning, your Highness." "Piss off!" Angelina pushed the maid away and kicked the door hard, and with a bang, the huge wooden door opened. "Alan, you f*****g bastard!" Angelina rushed into the room and roared. Her response was silence. The luxurious golden room was empty, there were no lights, and the windows were tightly covered by thick flannel curtains. Angelina was stupefied for a moment and sniffled. The lewd smell in the air made her sick. But the smell seems to have passed for a long time. She turned her head, looked at the trembling maid, and snapped, "where is that bastard?" "I, I don't know." The maid flinched, and the smell of Alpha frightened her: "Prince Alan has not been back since he left the morning before yesterday." Angelina stared at the maid in front of her. It was obvious that she was not lying. She was about to leave when a more violent stimulus came from her lower body. She clamped her legs and could not help squeezing out a gasp in her throat: "Oh!" "Close the door!" Angelina was ashamed and indignant when she saw the surprised eyes of the maid. The maid dared not to speak, hurriedly closed the door, took a few steps back, and stood respectfully in front of the door. The room was dark, and the lewd smell in the air came to Angelina, and the feeling of her lower body becoming stronger and stronger, which made her legs weak. She could no longer control her body and sat on the ground, her hands trembling between her legs. Endless desire filled Angelina's soul, and the vast empty room reverberated with her wheezing, which became more and more urgent, and finally fell silent again after a scream. Alan Aldington's POV Alan looked at the woman under him with an expressionless face. He had just vented his desire, and his heart was empty. Clark's naked body bore all the signs of a hot s*x, her buttocks were red and swollen, and the claw marks on her waist were slightly oozing with beads of blood. Alan pulled out his genitals, turned to the chair behind him, and sat down. Clark snorted, turned slowly, crawled over, knelt in front of him, held his p***s, and sucked it to clean up the fluid. Alan opened his legs and let the woman clean, with a lot of thoughts on her mind. Recently, his innermost arousal has become more and more frequent, and those weak maids cannot satisfy his desire. In Severborg, even if he was the king's favorite son and the future lord of the kingdom of Amby, he could not abuse his subordinates unscrupulously. Since he rejected his mate, his desire has become stronger and stronger, and the tyrannical mood in his heart has been spreading. All kinds of evil thoughts kept springing up in his heart, and only crazy s*x could calm him down for a while. "Oh." Alan took a long sigh and calmed down: "all right, that's all for today's fencing lesson." Angelina Aldington's POV Angelina came out of Ellen's room with a poker face. It's not the first time that damn Alan has been using mate bond to link her with his s****l desire, but this time she almost made a fool of herself in front of others. She bowed her head, walked silently around the corner. Suddenly, she smelled a familiar smell. She looked up and it was Ellen, who was coming head-on. For a moment, all the emotions that had been suppressed for the past month erupted at this moment. She hurried forward, rushed to Alan, and shouted, "Are you satisfied? Do you think I will accept your rejection? " "Angelina, that was a mistake." Every time he approached his sister, a restlessness sprang up in Alan's heart, and Raymond began to go manic. He said in a low voice, forcibly suppressing the restlessness. "I don't care if it's a mistake! That's your decision, not mine! " Angelina was going crazy with anger. Ellen's smell made her and Lola crazy. It was the smell of mate, but it was mixed with a stench. She noticed the source of the stench, the b***h behind Alan, Clark! Alan had s*x with this old woman who was more than ten years older than him! Alan frowned. He felt the anger of Angelina and Lola, which made him very uncomfortable. He stepped back half a step and said, "calm down, Angelina, you have to accept the reality." Angelina could no longer listen to anything, and Lola wanted to rush out and tear up the smelly b***h opposite. Even if rejected, she could not stand the smell of other women on her brother's body. 'He is mine! No one can take him away, you f*****g b***h!' Angelina looked over Allen and stared at Clark behind him. She was short of breath, her eyes were red, her sharp fingernails slowly stretched out her fingers, and the raging werewolf power was gushing out of her body. "Stop!" The majestic power of alpha rushed to Angelina, forcing her raging power back into her body, and her red eyes instantly returned normal. Angelina stood there unable to move, looking at Ellen in shock. "I can't believe you used the alpha command on me!"