บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha King's Hated Slave: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Lily's POVI watched as Clara gasped and fell to her knees as King Adonis stepped in followed by Lord Darkwood. Leila's father.“Good morning Alpha King.” I greeted and bowed a little. “Lord Darkwood.” I greeted them too.“Leave us.” King Adonis bellowed, causing Clara to hurry out of my room.“Lily Evergreen, why are you so much of a thorn in our flesh?” King Adonis asked.“Sorry Alpha King but I really don't have an answer to that,” I replied not looking him in the eye.He had this menacing glare on him, his aura was dark and he had this dark-looking ring on his forefinger.“Do you know what you have caused between my son, Marcus, and I?” He asked.“I do not know the alpha king,” I replied truthfully. Lord Darkwood was already walking around my room in search of what I had no idea of.“Who visited your room last night?” Lord Darkwood asked from behind my bed.“No one, except Marcus and his aide, Winston,” I replied.“Liar. I can feel the lingering presence of strong magic on this

Marcus’s POVI waited for them to begin talking but instead, they began conjuring up things and words, which landed in a place I could not recognize.“Where are we? Where is Lily?” I asked as I was almost thrown into a state of frenzy.“Calm down Marcus. She is still in her room.” Lord Darkwood responded.“I need proof of it,” I demanded.“Just as I thought.” Lord Darkwood replied.He raised a small piece of clothing and the scent on it belonged to Lily. “Once the scent on this clothing dissipates, then you know that she is dead, but the scent still remains, no matter how little, then know that she is still alive.” He threw it to me and I caught it.“So what is the deal?” I asked.“Now here is where I will come in.” Leila began. “You were bound to me at birth yet you chose to frolic with a slave.”“What are you talking about?” I asked with a grave frown quickly spreading across my face.“Let me help. You were destined to get married to Leila once both of you came of age, in exchange th

Marcus’s POV After Lily left to go take her bath, I lingered around for a while before deciding to allow her have some privacy. I stood up and took the ropes that were on the floor with me. As I was about to leave, I noticed that the small potion bottle was still seated on her table, so I went and picked it up. I left the room before she emerged from the bathroom. As I got to my chambers, I met Winston seated on my chair and waiting for me. “You are back Master Marcus,” Winston said, helping himself out of my chair. “I see you are doing so comfortably without me,” I said as I walked and placed the potion bottle on the table. “Nothing of the sort. I was just waiting for you and I was kind of….. you know,” Winston replied, his words slurring towards the end. I smiled. It was a good day. I had the most peaceful sleep in a long time and Lily was sound and alive. I made the right decision in the end. But who let her live? Was it Lord Darkwood or that old Lady? I needed to see Gr

Lily's POV I sighed seeing them disappear into the backyard, where I got those chrysanthemum flowers. “We had such a feast that I feel full of satisfaction,” I said to no one in particular. “I am surprised just as you are, maybe we should have more royalty visit us often,” Clara replied and we shared a light banter. All the while, I noticed Winston stealing shy glances at Clara, so I smiled and excused myself to give them some moment alone. “I'll clear the dishes,” I said and picked up the empty plates. I walked into the kitchen to wash the dishes I had just cleared, thinking of the possibility of telling Marcus I was not going to be his mate. I was his slave and would prefer things to be that way. As I was washing, I got distracted by my thoughts and a plate slid off my hand and shattered into pieces. “Ouch!” I yelled in pain as the broken pieces pierced through my hands. I went to pick up the broken pieces despite the cut. As I went down, I felt a strong wind of deja Vu hit m

Marcus's POV I had not intended for things to go this far, as I only wanted to have a taste of her for the last time before letting her go and also leaving her with a taste of me to keep her in remembrance of me.But as she began responding to me with the same intense energy, desire, and need, I lost all sense of decorum.I rocked my groin against her to ensure she was ready enough for me when I needed her to. Her whimpering only boosted my confidence in what was pleasuring her.I squeezed her tiny breasts firmly and she called my name. At that moment, I lost sense of anything and took her to the bed.The sight of her pleasured and her neck bare stirred my wolf up. But I fought hard against it and controlled it.I threw up her skirt and positioned myself on top of her. She kept pulling at me and squirming under my touch.I wanted to tease her more and make the process more pleasurable, so I stood up and took her up with me, causing her to be on top of me instead.Using my hands, I ru