Todos os capítulos de The Alpha King's Hated Slave: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

    The night was almost falling. Vetta watched Danika as she drew water from the pit. There was no one there, and Vetta was feeling really angry just staring at her.   How can someone in a plain slave uniform, look like royalty even without trying?   It angered Vetta really well. She has to work hard in looking like the mistress she is. Sometimes, she looks at the mirror and she sees the slave she's always been.   No. She's no longer that girl. She isn't!   She watched as Danika carried the pot of water on her head and started walking. As she got closer to Vetta, she came out of the shadows and placed a leg on the path.   Danika stumbled on it and fell. The pot broke to pieces and she winced, scrapping her elbow on the ground.   Vetta bent down and grabbed hold of her hair. "Watch where you're going, Slave!" She snarled. &nb

      Danika fell sick. It took three days before she started getting better.         Baski was the person to come to her room the next morning, she found her in the exact position she laid in. The woman had helped her out of bed and helped her to take a bath, she was running high on fever.         Afterward, she'd helped her use herbal portions. She explained each one to her.         The one that soothes the body, the one that heals wounds. The one that calms the body, the one that drives pain away, the one that takes away fever and so many others.         Danika was able to open her mouth to ask a disturbing question.         "W-What about...herbal

    Sally and Danika got to the mines, and the slaves were happy to see Sally. Danika didn't know how her former personal maid established such a good relationship with these people.   She seems to be the only slave the people of Salem love wholeheartedly.   "Let's not stand around looking lazy as dumbs! Come on, everyone! Get back to work!" Karandy ordered as he came into view.   Everyone went right back to work. His eyes stared at Danika. "You. Follow me! We're going to have a conversation privately!"   Danika's heart skipped three beats. She doesn't need this now. She's barely recovering from the things the king did to her five moon-nights ago.   Karandy is still waiting for her to permit him so that he can use her body for his carnal satisfaction, whenever or however he wanted.   "But, I have to work the mines." Danika tried to p

  1396 word(s) Published 16.   Danika was still kneeling, she stared up at the King, her heart beating in her chest. She doesn't know what to expect.   Will he share her or command her torture session?   "Get up and strip, Danika." He commanded, opening up yet a new scroll.   Chad was in the room and for the first time, Danila couldn't pick up what the man was thinking or feeling. It was something to be afraid of because the man was always like an open book.   But now, his face remained as expressionless as Lucien's. Her hands turned sweaty.   She got up and started removing her clothes one after another. She removed the pins on her hair, loosening it wildly. Then, she removed everything from her corset down to her underthings.   Naked, she tried not to stare at any of them, her gaze pinned to the ground.

Chad wrapped her up like the King ordered and carried her out of the room. Danika slept exhaustedly in his arms while he carried her away from the King's quarters, down to the servant quarters. He just rounded the corner when he saw Vetta coming forward. She took one look at them, and her eyebrows shot up. "What's wrong with her?" She asked as she strode forward, her forehead knitted in a frown. "She had a session," Chad answered simply. A smile spread across Vetta's face and her heart lifted. She wants the Princess to keep suffering for everything her family did to them. No amount of pain is enough. "She passed out? Which session? The whip? Strip session? Crawl and torture? Devil's session? Which one?" She called most of the names the slaves had given most of the torture sessions over the years, barely able to curb her excitement. "It wasn't any of those, Mistress." That had Vetta frowning again. She took a good look at Danika