Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha King's Hated Slave: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Danika's insides are practically quivering in fear and panic but she didn't let it show on the outside. She wouldn't give this woman the satisfaction."What am I doing here?" She asked politely, but her chin was tilted in that upward manner only a royalty can attain with ease.Vetta took one step closer and slapped her so hard across the face, Danika's head whipped to the side. For a full minute, she couldn't hear a thing as her ear rang, the pain reverberating all through her body."Let's get one thing straight, Slave." Vetta intoned, fasting her hand into Danika's hair and yanking it back to stare at her face openingly. "You do not get to question me!"Danika gritted her teeth. She said nothing, but her eyes burned with fire and anger for this woman.The king's torture is one thing...but a torture from his mistress is one that riles her up so much, especially when she hasn't do

  1009 word(s) Published  22   Sally led the King and Baski to the particular dungeon where Vetta held Danika.   When Sally entered the cave, Vetta was ready to laugh at her for her incompetence and stupidity, and she was ready to tell her to get out because no amount of pleading will save her princess from her hand.   She opened her mouth, but the words were immediately cut off when Lucien strode right behind the little slave.   The shock on Vetta's face was massive.   "M-My King!" She stuttered out in shock, bowing her head.   But none of them were staring at her. The king, Baski, and Sally's eyes were on a very unconscious Danika whose back was so bloody, the strokes of whip visible....some of it tearing her skin open.   "Oh, Creator...!" Sally started crying again so openingly, but she didn't reach fo

  1521 word(s) Published 24.   Baski finished mixing the concoction and forced it down Danika's throat. She was still unconscious and the concoction is to make her sleep well.   Chad was already waiting by the door when she was done. She nodded her head, signaling that he can take her now.   He bent down and lifted Danika up the same way he carried her into her room. Her midriff on his shoulder, her back in the air.   When he got to the king's room, he was sitting down behind his desk, writing. He didn't look up when they entered.   "Make a bed for her down there." He pointed to his own bed.   "Already on it, my king," Baski replied.   Within minutes, she and Sally have another high big bed on the floor, besides the King's bed. They spread a fresh new bedsheet on it and built a tend around it.  

  1152 word(s) Published  26.   That was the day he vowed that he'll have the princess as his slave one day.   "Oh...Colder...." She sounded sad and sleepy. Her voice dragged him out of the bitter memory.   "Are you cold?" He groaned in a hard voice.   "Your eyes....they got colder...." She swallowed, "...filled with so much hate."   He can't bear to stare at her face for long because no matter how he tries....he must still see her. Cone's daughter. "I hate you, Danika."   Her lips twitched and she blinked ever so slowly. "I know...My King."   He looked away.   She placed a hand on his chest. "There are scars here too... Internal scars. Here....they seem bigger there...in your heart."   "They are."   "Can they....ever heal?"  

  1179 word(s) Published 28   "There are rumors that the King punished the wicked mistress Vetta for whipping you " Sally whispered.   That was....shocking. The most shocking she's heard. "What?"   Sally pulled back and continued in a whisper. "There's a rumor that the king placed her under house arrest for three noondays."   A thrill of pleasure shot through Danika's body at the knowledge. She must be a bad person for being happy but she couldn't help it.   Three days without having to see Mistress Vetta are days to look ahead to, even though, her back hurts and she still has to work, she's still happy.   " I was so happy when I heard it, my princess! I'm really happy about it." Sally enthused excitedly.   "I'm happy to hear it too, Sally." Danika finally admitted.   * * * * * * * * * * *