บททั้งหมดของ Protect Me, Alpha King : บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

“A ghost, you say?” Alpha Raphael asked. “Ghosts do not exist.”They may not, but a child with me? Ridiculous.“Yes. As you said earlier, you saw a child which I didn't even see.” I looked around in an attempt to see what he was trying to see. The auction house does not even have children. Alpha Raphael’s eyes darted at my stomach. Scowling, I asked, “What are you implying? That I am pregnant? Impossible.” I chuckled. “If it is true, I can feel it.” I would know. Right? This was the body we were talking about. “Is it really impossible for you to be expecting? Werewolves get pregnant faster than humans. Especially if the act happened during the heat cycle of the woman.”A child with the alpha king? The idea bothered me to the highest level. A slave with a child would be worse. The child may be given for adoption or be killed or sold in the auction house. The three were out of the equation. I will keep my child with me if what they said is true. However…the idea was unsettling. I

“Father! She is my slave! If I returned the woman to the alpha king, what would become of the money I spent? It would make me feel like I wasted all of them.”“We can more easily replace the money than lose our people. Remember that.”Not wanting to back down, Alpha Raphael squeezed his eyes shut and opened them again with the same determination. “Father. I will not return her.”Unfortunately, I had to side with Alpha Raphael. I made my expression the saddest and gathered my tears together. They did not fail me because, after a couple of minutes, I could muster them. To make it more realistic, I sniffed and whispered, “Y-Yes, Sir. Please don’t bring me back to the palace. I beg of you. I will be on my best behavior in your pack and pretend to be deaf and mute. I will not ask why you have that kind of hair color or why the women are not here.”Alpha Raphael scratched his forehead while listening to me, but he never interjected. The older man shook his head. “You don’t understand wh

Alpha King MaxxwellThe door opened, and I was face to face with another bastard. The vampire king. Arrogant. Asshole. Jerk. Fucker. Name it. He was the epitome of the true definition of what a devil looked like. His fangs elongated at the sniff of the blood coming from Henderson. Licking his lips, he besmirched, "Too bad. I don't like poisonous blood from assholes like him." He smirked at me, faking a surprised look. "Your Highness. Maxxwell. Fancy meeting you here. The last time we saw each other was a decade ago."“That time, we nearly killed each other, King Perseus.”Perseus meant Destroyer.He chuckled. “Right. Right. Over some slave.” He smiled at the memories. “Maxxwell, the protector of the slaves. You always have a soft spot for them, don’t you? Even your mates are slaves. Not princesses. Not queens. Just slave,” Perseus continued. My mother was a slave, and my Father accepted her without hesitation. If he could accept Mother like that, what was my reason not to do the sam

Alpha Raphael’s eyes widened as he stared at me while touching his cheeks. “What the—”My hands trembled as I stared at him. “You told the alpha king?” I said, cutting off his words. I cringed and clenched my fist to my chest. “H-how could you….” I trailed off.My fingers touched my parted lips. Maxxwell knew I was here? It will only be a matter of time before he brings his guards and catches me. He will imprison me in his dungeon and return me to the darkest part of that place.My breathing became quicker. “Woman. Hey!” he exclaimed when I was no longer facing him. He stared at me for a moment. My heart felt like it was going to burst. Here I thought, thinking that I was safe. That Maxxwell won’t be able to identify my location. So why?“Maxxwell will kill me. He will hurt me. He will hurt my child.”Alpha Raphael looked at me with a questioning gaze.“He won’t do that, okay? The alpha king is not a devil. He will be ecstatic if he finds out he will have a child. That you are alr

It felt as if my strength had left me after hearing those words from the woman.The alpha king would be coming. I stood, becoming frantic as moments passed by. Looking around, I saw nothing but the crowd of visitors enjoying themselves while the servants were ready at their disposal.My breathing became faster.I had to hide. To my room. Or wherever, as long as the alpha king would never find me.“Dog Servant. Where are you going?” Lady Juliana called, but I spared her no time. She called me again a couple of times, but I could no longer hear anything. The need to run away was calling me. Urgently. Not looking my way, I bumped into someone, said my apologies, but did not glance anymore to look for the person. Where should I hide again? The orchestra in the background started playing—another cue for the start of the dance. With my heart on my sleeve, my steps did not falter until I reached the hallway. Dead silence greeted me. Or so I thought. “You’re so wicked, Raphael,” a woma