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His Rejected Slave 23
DECLAN Knocking on kianna's door and getting no response. I enter the room only to see Kianna as she stretches out. It seems the princess has been sleeping. I smirk at that.The smirk on my face turns to a morbid frown as I take in the blisters on kianna's body. I could see that some were getting faint . Probably because of the yellow, healing salve on them. She realizes it's me and stands up while offering me a faint smile. I see her wince at that small movement. I smile tentatively back at her. A wave of anger at my brother and I overwhelms me. My brother beat her so badly she can't even smile without wincing in pain while I couldn't even stand up to my devil of a brother. I call him devil because anyone capable of putting a woman to talk more of his mate in this condition had to be a devil.And, Kianna grimaced as she sat back down on the bed. I move to help her but she waves me away.Extreme shame washes over me followed by anger at myself for not doing more to stop this. I ha
His Rejected Slave 24
KIANNA I wake up and immediately feel pains all over my body. I'm almost tempted to sleep back.Honestly, my body feels like it's gone through a grinder. At that moment, I slowly remembered what happened yesterday. That bastard, Deforest, beat me like I was a thief.Honestly, I would say that yesterday was a dream if I didn't feel the evidence of pains all over my body.Groggily, I realise that someone is lifting me up. I tensely blink my eyes in order to see who it is. Has deforest sent someone to finish what he had started?My muscles relax, when I recognize lila helping me into declan's arms. They both are so focused on this task that they don't notice that I'm awake at first.Flashes of declan dabbing cold water on me when I had a fever last night pass through my mind.He also fed me some snacks from the kitchen when I woke up hungry. So Declan stayed with me all night. My heart warms at the thought that he cared that much about me. I'm sure he didn't sleep or at least he slept o
His Rejected Slave 25
KIANNA The air is filled with depression as the healers skitter from one end of the room to another end. They trooped into my room one after the other and are now up to ten in the room plus mama Mali.The way they are walking about makes me so nervous, I feel antsy and the rowdiness of the room is not helping matters.Mama Mali calls one of the elderly healers. She asks her a question and at the healer's reply.They whisper furiously for a while before mama Mali gets pissed and leaves the room. She returns after some minutes with a small container. I couldn't see what it contained though and I quit trying because of the pain I feel when I move.The other healers in the room keep shaking their heads while whispering amongst themselves in clusters. Someone needs to teach these healers about professional ethics because the way they are shaking their heads and heaving negative sighs is enough to sky rocket my blood pressure. One of the healers glanced at me before immediately looking
His Rejected Slave 26
KIANNAMy senses picked a scent, I'm highly certain I've smelt it somewhere. As I listened keenly I could hear slow movements, someone just stepped into the room but his footsteps were so faint that I could barely hear anything. Who is that? No matter how I tried I couldn't open my eyes, they were so weak that I fear I will ever be able to open them. Is that perhaps Deforest coming to check if he had finally cleared me from earth?No, Deforest doesn't smell of cherry and if it was him he would have taunted me even in my death bed. "Ouuuuu… " a familiar voice quivered.It went on for some while and as I listened carefully I realized it was Declan, letting out muffled cries, sniveling and breathing deeply.What is happening! "It's my fault all this happened" he clovered, "I should have protected you, I watched him do this to you without doing nothing– I killed you. It's all my fault.. " he lets out a strangled cry, dragging his feets tirelessly to the bed I was laying on.I felt his
His Rejected Slave 27
DECLAN "Arghh!!!!!!!!!"I groaned painfully, my growls shaking the feet of the tent that it almost went flying out. I felt a part of my heart wrinkling in pain only then did I put her back to bed.Deforest!! Nothing will stop me from killing you. I will make your death slow and painful until you beg for mercy that I will eventually kill you. I realized myself and wiped my tears moving away from the bed. I was mourning but I had to do it so quietly so the others wouldn't notice, though my face held no color so it wouldn't be hard to detect how much of an angry man I was. My face fell when I took one final glance at her. I wiped her tears and arranged her hair before pulling a cloth to cover her up. With heavy steps I dragged myself out of the room and as expected the healers were standing around."My lord," Mama Mali called and I raised my eyes to look at her. "How's the girl?""She passed, she couldn't endure the pain." I said slowly, a glint of pain running past my eyes. "May her
His Rejected Slave 28
KIANNAMy eyes fluttered open and I'm surprised to see myself in a crowded environment. Is this what the afterlife looks like? My senses picked on every detail as I threw my head around trying to know what really was going on. My hands were heavy and it felt as though I was carrying something. I was even more shocked when I saw that I was carrying a tray of drinks. Confusion took over my senses and I wasn't understanding a thing.What is happening!I freaked, staring deeply into the crowd. Those are no spirits, if I understand the situation then this is the palace of the Dragon lord's, that's the maid's quarters over there and the servant next to me is… Riley? What happened to me? I died in Declan's arms, what am I doing here? Is this my spirit lurking around for revenge? Possibly not. Then what's exactly going on. I looked down at my body checking for the deep cuts Deforest had inflicted on me but there was none, just scratches and marks I had before.Why's there no wounds? I pinc
His Rejected Slave 29
DECLANMy hands pulled the door open and slowly I stepped into the room. I secretly crept into Dwayne's room whilst he was away, enjoying his time with the dignitaries. My hand grazed the book on his study and I sat down to read the contents. I was curious to know something but that I wasn't sure of.I just felt this need to know about his secrets without having an idea where that thought comes from. Dwayne can be many things, cruel, cold-hearted and worse all evil. Although I succeeded in winning his heart, somehow Deforest has the upper hand over everything, not that he was the eldest, it's something beyond my knowledge. The title of the book was "Journey of lord's" ; it was boldly inscripted on the front cover. It drew my attention more into it and I wanted nothing more than to read this book my father left open on his study desk.As I flipped the pages open a rare memory flashed past my eyes. It came like collections and efforts to merge them together were fruitless. I managed to
His Rejected Slave 30
RILEYTime seemed to stand still as Danica and I watched what seemed like a scene straight from the movies.It looked so unreal.I had been too busy refilling the glasses of the ever insatiable guests that I potentially could have lost out on the drama that was unfolding.Thank goodness the ever alert Danica, her eyes always capturing scenes mine did not have the capacity to, caught it with her camera called eyes."Riley!," she had whispered briskly, trying to get my attention.But I was too busy attending to those "a little more whisky, please" guests that I didn't hear the first time. Besides, Danica has a tiny voice, one that requires a lot of effort to hear, even from such close range."Riley! Look!," she called again, pointing her fingers to a direction.Luckily, I saw in time what she was trying to show me.As if someone had cast some spell on me, I stopped, oblivious of the guest who had stretched his empty glass before me for another refill.Danica had quickly walked u
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