Miranda's POV
It's been three days since we started looking for the bastard and the stupid daughter of mine called Kyle, we have searched everywhere to no avail.
Their home has been deserted for days and no one can tell for sure where they might be hiding. The stupid woman that dared to make this calamity befall me, would be sorry by the time I lay my hands on her.
How did I miss it, I mean how did I not know that Kyle was my daughter? She lived in this house with me, ate with me and I couldn't tell she was my daughter.
But how come she is been protected by the bastard, or maybe I should have paid more attention to Richard when he said that the bastard was interested in kyle.
Is it possible that they are mates?
But why will kyle say she is not eighteen when she is already eighteen years old. She was born looking smaller than her age and she was about three months old, we decided to kill her after the oracle said something about her being my doom.
Thinking of it now, I should have just ensured that Peter killed her that instant. I developed a soft spot for her due to her tiny stature, now look what that has gotten me.
I am thinking that the woman who save her didn't know her actual age and thus concluded that she must have been a newborn not more than a week. Anyone would be fooled into thinking that, by merely looking at her.
She was super tiny, the tiniest baby I have ever seen, I can't even believe the fact that she survived her early years.
And if truly the rumors that have been making rounds that the bastard is truly the son of that witch, then I have to be prepared for his return. Hopefully, he doesn't figure out that Richard is not in any way related to him.
At this point, I don't mind killing the king, after all, I have all the personnel that would stand with me to defend the land till Richard comes of age.
The Bastard might think that he is all-powerful, but behind every brave man is a weakness he tries so much to hid. I will feed on his weakness and I will not rest till I make sure that my son is sitting on the throne with me by his side.
There was a knock on the door which directed my eyes to it, I didn't want to be disturbed as my head was flooded with numerous thoughts.
“Come in,” I said wondering who that might be.
Black walked in feeling like he was a part-owner of the palace, the arrogance in that dude. He is so damn lucky that he is good at what he does plus the fact that he has a fucking huge satisfying cock that is available anytime for my pleasure.
“What's seem to bother you,” he questioned as soon as he ensured the door was locked.
God, this dude is so distracting like what the fuck.
“Why should I not be worried, you have failed in providing the bastard and the girl,” I said sighing out while stretching my neck tiredly.
I would do with a good massage, my entire body was aching badly.
“By the girl, you mean your daughter,” he asked teasingly.
I should be surprised that he knows that Kyle is my daughter, but knowing fully well how cheap and low those oracle apprentices can be, I am not.
There have been rumors of those sluts sleeping with every dick and harry in the pack since I asked that they move, here temporarily till I can find Kyle.
Knowing Black is an insatiable pig, he must be having his fun with them.
“And who told you she is my daughter?” I asked.
Hoping for the love of evil, he dares mention a name, just any name that would bid farewell to mother earth tonight.
He looked at me and smirked while making himself comfortable in my bed.
“You know it turns me on to see you jealous, by the way how is your son, I hear his new mate has a lot of influence on him,” he said
“You hear a lot of things, don't you?” I said trying to wear a fake smile when in reality I want to fucking kill that bitch called Bella.
The hell, she is beautiful and innocent on the outside, but her heart is as black as the devil. Just a few days in the palace and she is all over my face.
That girl has used her powers to manipulate my son, and he now has the effrontery to question my orders.
I knew she was a witch but I never knew how much her powers has grown. But not to worry, it's a good thing that the oracle is close by. All I need to do is cut off her wings once I get what I need from her.
“Can you remind me again why you insisted on getting a witch betrothed to your son?” Black questioned while looking at an object he picked up from my lampstand.
“I told you I need her for my plan, and please drop this bella, or are you interested in her now?” I asked unable to hide the jealousy in my voice.
“Do you mind sharing with her, I mean we could have a threesome?” Black said teasingly, but sadly I do not find the joke any bit funny.
“Stay away from her, she is the future alpha king mate,” I said, hoping he understands the fact that Richard must be the one that impregnates the witch.
“Alright, calm down, God you are so tense,” he said as he crawled up behind me to start giving me a soft massage on my shoulders.
I unintentionally let out a soft sigh, making me aware of how much tension I had in me.
“You are so beautiful,” he said, as he gulped down hard on his saliva.
Lust is very much evident in his voice as his lips placed feathering kisses on my back.
Rogues sure know how to make a woman feel comfortable. But the thought that he must have been sleeping with those whores gave me an instant turn-off.
“What's the problem,” he asked after noticing I had somehow lost interest in what he was initiating.
“I don't know, I think I want to be left alone,” I said clearing my throat.
“Liar,” he said in whispers close to my ears.
“I think you are thinking and assuming the worst things in your mind and even though you want me so bad, you are trying to fight it,”
Before I could counter what he saying he had pulled me to the bed with my Tommy on the bed and my ass in his face.
“I know what you like and how you like it,” he said as he pulled my dress up to my waist.
I should be resisting but fuck.
I was so fucking horny, my pussy was dropping an ocean already, and before I could adjust to receiving him he was already deep within my folds with one hard thrust.
I unconsciously let out a whimper, as he roughly pulls a bunch of my hair in his hand and fucked me so hard as if his last breath depended on it.
I moaned loudly and passionately as he kept pounding and grinding my insatiable hole till I could not hold it together any longer.
I released squirting all my juices over his hard dick that was still busy doing what he knows how to do best.
Well, not for long
He soon pulled out of me while releasing all his cum on the bed.
Almost the same time the door opened and there stood Richard. Anger and disgust are evident in his face as he shares his stares between black and I.
“You should be ashamed of yourself, your husband is lying down there sick and here you are making yourself cheap for what exactly, this pig?”
Black does not like the fact that he has just been called a pig as he looks sternly at Richard
“You watch your mouth mummy's boy,” he said while wiping his hands clean with the paper towel by my bedside.
“And what will you do about it?” Richard fired back at him
“You guys stop, Richard watch your mouth, and what the fuck are you doing in my room with knocking" I quickly stepped in before they escalate the whole issue.
“My father needs your attention in his room,” Richard said
“I will be there, now leave,” I said to him
He lingered on a while before going out of my room
“I thought you locked the door when you entered the room,” I said to Black who is now busy adjusting his clothes.
“Yeah, I thought I did,” He said and with that, he was out of my room.
I took a steady breath trying to calm down my head, after which I went to the bathroom to clean up.
Since when did Richard start referring to the king as his father I pondered.
I need to end this melodrama before it gets out of hand.