Filed to story: The Alpha Kings Hated Slave
King Lucien remembered all too clearly, and that was what baffled him greatly. How did this little boy-who he was seeing for the first time-know all this? How did this boy who was too young to know all this know it? He threw a baffled look at Baski, whose cheeks were red and her eyes wet from crying. His eyes went back to the boy.
But it was Remeta who continued. “That night, you held your slave and informed her that you wanted to lose yourself in her, and she let you. Do you remember what happened that night? Do you remember what happened in the end?”
The king was dumbfounded. He remembered, all too clearly, that very night. Every night he spent in Danika’s arms wasunforgettable, but that very night was one of his best nights with her. She let him lose all control over her. She let him lose himself in her warmth. His mind filled with images of what happened that night-at the very end of his copulation with her.
They came together. She wouldn’t stop jerking. And crying. Her body clamped and held his tight from the inside and refused to let go as spasms after spasms shook her entire body. He remembered thinking that something was wrong with her. He remembered her calling out to him in soft whimpers. He remembered soothing her while thinking if he should call Baski to come and treat her. He remembered how she fainted on him.
The images were all over his head, he could practically see it. He remembered everything.
Remeta and Corna’s cheeks stretched into a small smile then, then they spoke at the same time. “You remember. Her body fought to hold onto your seed, and that seed fought to be inside her. That was the night your woman conceived. That was four months ago.”
The king staggered at his feet. Baski rushed and held onto him the same time he found his footing. But he let Baski hold his arm as he watched the seers in front of him.
“My child?” His voice hoarse, he swallowed. “Mine? My child?”
They nodded at the same time.
“Yes. That child is yours. You are also the only man that has ever been with that woman. Your child feels betrayed by his own beloved father for causing him pain when you used the shock collar. He leaves,” Remeta stated, her voice robotic.
“Do evewything to hold onto that child, King. For you can birth another with the same woman, but it will take so many years if this child leaves. He has his father’s temper,” Corna added with a curve of his cheek, his eyes still dazed.
His child…Danika carries his child…
His child…
It was all too much for the king to take in at the same time. It was too much.
He focused his mind on something else important. “Karandy was not alone in his plan. You must tell me his accomplices. I must know who conspired to tear me down like this-to create this kind of setup…to kill my child and Danika. I want to know.”
“And you will know,” Corna began. “But you will have to find out on your own, King, for our job here is done. You will find out soon enough, even before the other’s nemesis arrives. Do not forget, your seed has never germinated elsewhere-only in one land.”
“And the heavens are with you, King,” Remeta added.
“I do not understand. Make things a bit more clearer,” the king urged, almost desperate.
“You are a wise king. You will find out soon enough. See you when we see you again, King,” Corna spoke.
“Your woman brought light into your dark world, and that child will leave that light shining, if he lives, for he is a special child. But he holds a grudge on his father. He needs to stay,” Remeta responded.
“And make haste. For you are already losing her. You do not have time,” Corna finished.
Before the king could say something else, their eyes rolled back into their heads and they collapsed on the floor. Baski let the king go and rushed to them. They were unconscious. She turned and stared at the king…….
With each step Vetta took to the king’s chambers, she tried her best to force off the pains from her body and focus on the good news. Danika will be executed tomorrow morning. She and that thing in her belly would be gone, and she would have the king again. This had given Vetta a particular kind of joy all day and helped her forget the aches in her body. She would have the king to herself. She would be the one bearing his children.
A smile ghosted her face as Vetta crossed the hallway that led to the door of the king’s chambers. Then she winced when her inner thighs ached. Immediately after the execution, she would go and see Monah, the healer. Maybe she would help her with herbs to stop the bleedings and the aches in her body.
Vetta pulled out of her thoughts long enough to stare at the door of the king’s chambers. Sally and her husband stood there. Sally had dried tears on her cheeks and seemed so nervous staring behind the closed door, while her husband held her and tried to calm her down.
Vetta cocked her head to the side. She had never seen Chad look so…well, the man glowed. He looked…happier-even in the midst of such tragedy. Their love looked so resplendent, and it made Vetta envious of them. The feeling annoyed her. Sally was way lower than her; the girl should be the one envying her.
“What are you two doing out here? Are you eavesdropping on the king?” Vetta asked authoritatively as she drew nearer.
Sally shook her head, sniffling. “Baski and Remeta are in there to plead with the king on behalf of my princess. We are waiting for the results.”
Vetta almost rolled her eyes. Futile efforts, all of it. The king would never forgive Danika-not how grave her offense appeared to be. Poor thing. To them, she said, “I really hope they will be able to convince him.”
Sally frowned in bewilderment. “You do? I thought you would be happy. You’ve always hated my princess.”
“Yes. You have always hated Danika. Surely, you’re rejoicing now, Vetta,” Chad seconded.
“No, no, no. I admit I never really liked her, but I don’t want her dying in such a horrible way, with such a huge, ruined reputation trailing behind her. I really pity her.” She shook her head, feigning sadness. “Going from a sparkling princess to a slave…and now, a dirty whore.”
“She is innocent!” Sally hissed passionately.
The intensity of her words surprised Vetta and angered her at the same time. Such loyalty. She cleared her throat and faced the door. “Well, you don’t have to take it out on me. I’m not the one who slept around and got pregnant for a dirty lowlife. It was your princess.” With that, she opened the door and entered the king’s chambers. Pausing at the sight before her, she left the door open as she looked around.
Remeta and a dirty boy lay unconscious on the ground, and she feared that the king killed them, considering his moods as of recent. Then her eyes found the king.
He looked…thrown. Worn out.
His eyes were filled with new knowledge.
He looked devastated.
“What’s going on?” Vetta raised her voice to get their attention. Dread sizzled down her spine. This atmosphere is not looking good at all.
Baski didn’t reply her. Instead, she turned back and stared at the king. He seemed to be in a daze. “Are you alright, my king?”
King Lucien was overwhelmed. He tried to get a hold of himself as he forced his head to work.
Danika never betrayed him.
Karandy never took her to his bed. No man has ever done that except him.
She is innocent and he almost executed her.
It was all a setup. A big, complicated setup which he fell for.
New Book: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel
Dayson was the alpha of the largest pack in North America. Powerful figures from other packs sought to offer gorgeous girls as potential mates for Dayson. He steadfastly rejected these advances, he was not a pawn to be manipulated. But eventually there came a mysterious girl he could hardly say No. Who was she?