The Alpha King Hated Slave Free Read Novels & Stories

“You know this is a ploy, right, bitch? You’re a pawn, a plaything, a tool to satisfy his sexual desires. It’s probably some sick fantasy to have a servant to use, especially the mate of another alpha. You’re just a whore in his harem, a disposable warm body to heat up his bed. Nothing more.” I listened in stunned silence, wondering if it was true. He hovered at my ear. “But I’m not without mercy, however. When he abandons you, you’ll be broken in and seasoned for me. I’ll catch you, and you’ll be my sex slave.” I felt his tongue in my ear, which was disgusting and alluring all at the same time. I hated him so much. Alpha King Caleb stepped forward to hold my hand, then took Declan’s entire

“it’s not my fault that the girls love me!” Just blame it on my handsome face. I rolled my eyes. “Ladie’s man!” “That’s my name baby!” He said. “Focus on the road!” I command him. “Yes ma’am!” * * * Alpha king’s office…. “The alpha prince is back from snowflake pack!” He reported that Alpha Charlie doesn’t follow any of our laws. Omegas are slaves in his pack and he doesn’t concern himself with the well being of his pack members! The alpha king said.

When he got back he walked in angrily, his personal slave tried to help him remove his coat he pushed the slave away. The slave stood up immediately and followed Lucifer to his room. “I’m sorry.” The slave apologized immediately. Lucifer was not even aware of the slave presence so when the slave apologized he turned to look at him. He was wondering why the slave is not doing anything to take off his coat, when he know how hot it is when the day is bright. “Do you expect me to remind you of your duties?” Lucifer asked the slave angrily, the slave raised his head to look at him, the slave was confused because he don’t want to get Lucifer angry again.

And as she kissed her husband after exchanging her vows, she believes strongly that the rest of her life with her new family will be just as happy and as beautiful. And indeed, her belief turned out to be true. . . . This is the Final End. The Alpha King's Hated Slave has officially ended. Love you all, Author.

After all, I don't have a choice. I don't have a choice but to accept this fate. The fate that I will be mated to him. I have to accept that Alpha Aiden is my mate and that he owns me. Everything will become chaos if I escape. Alpha Aiden is the king now and most importantly, I was living in his pack. I don't want to leave here, not after I get my kind. I am doing this according to my plan. Accepting my fate to be mated by this jerk Alpha would help me a lot in so many ways. It will help me live my life here until I can have justice for my kind.

The others could blend in with the crowd because it was only during their transformations that the color of their eyes depending on their rank was revealed. But pure-blood Alphas had red eyes and unimaginable strength. They were uncommon, dangerous, and uncontrollable. Killing machines... If I can put it that way. I took a deep breath as a memory came back to me. Denver. Slave # 345. He was a pure-blooded Alpha... His red eyes were intriguing, both handsome and observant. So fascinating that I was afraid they were going to burn me... Other more personal memories surfaced... I closed my eyes, refusing to think about them...

“P-please wear your clothes first, miss.” Finally. Someone who was humane. I slipped my clothes into my body, and when I was decent enough to face anyone, I went to his side. “What happened? Who is the slave?” “He is an alpha.” An alpha slave? How did it happen? Alpha’s were strong and would not let anyone capture them without giving all the fight. And if worse comes to worse, they will kill themselves than let others catch and turn them into slaves. I did not know, but the other part of me was curious, so I asked, “What is his name?”

As soon as we stood in our supposed places, alpha King spoke up in a light tone “Take your picks. These are some of our finest and well trained slaves that you won’t be able to find anywhere else” His voice caused my insides to churn and my heart rate to increase. I dug my nails into the insides of my palms trying hard to remain unaffected but My mind was slowly boiling, begging to open up that locked box of memories that got seared into it of him, of his voice, his scent, his disgusting touches. The people he was talking to didn’t say anything in return. Instead, from the corner of my eyes, I saw two pairs of black shoes walking around the lines one by one.

I glanced over at Ashton, who wore a tense expression, clearly surprised by the man’s outburst. “That human girl you called Aliyah is a slave. She’s a property of the Connor pack, so you should return her. Otherwise, the royal council will doubt your authority and decision-making. abilities. You’re the new king of Jadeisles, Ashton. So the least you can do is make wise and strategic choices for us." His harsh words painfully constricted my heart. Was this all I was—a slave, an unwanted burden? I knew bringing a human to their kingdom could pose a threat to their secrecy, but I couldn’t help the sting of rejection that washed over me.

Surprise etched her features to see she was free, though the dizzy spell hadn’t stopped as he carried her to another room. Steam and the scent of mint filled her nostrils; she found herself in a dark marbled pool washroom. He stripped her of all she wore and pulled her into the warm pool. Her body went limp with each step until she settled down. The emotions on her face startled the alpha, whose gaze held a question. “What is it, slave?” “You, my king… you are cruel to me, so cruel, and yet you become kind the next second. You should have just let me pass out on the floor; at least I would know where your hate lies.”