Filed to story: The Alpha Kings Hated Slave
She sighed. “Our time together is so short.” Sadness filled her, but she pushed it away. “So why don’t we make the most of it? Let us forget that the world exists outside this bedroom and make the most of this night.”
“Okay.” He did not hesitate. Instead, he kissed her neck again, his strong hand caressing the swell of her belly.
She swiveled her head and beamed at him. “Okay.”
“You have been on your feet for too long. Does it hurt?”
She hesitated. “Yes,” she let out admittedly. “My back does too. And my waist. I feel hot no matter how cold the night is.”
“You should have been asleep.”
“I had so much so my mind, and in addition to the aches and heat, I couldn’t sleep. But you are here now, and I can finally throw the worries away, bury the pains and give up authority-even if it is just for tonight.”
Then he lifted her off her feet so effortlessly and into his arms for the second time tonight.
“I am here now, I will take over everything. Guards.” His voice rose a bit without taking his eyes off her.
A knock came on the door, but he had locked, it so the guard could not enter. “Your Highness?” the guard responded from the door.
“Make sure Lord Waterbird is already on his way back to his home. He is no longer welcome to spend the night here in the palace,” he stated firmly.
“Oh…” The guard hesitated because he had not heard from the queen of Mombana.
King Lucien arched his brow wordlessly at the woman he carried in his arms.
“I order it too, Omna,” she called out breathlessly.
“As you wish, Your Majesties!”
“And Omna?” King Lucien.
“Yes, Your Highness?”
“Tell the guards to guard the queen’s door from the entrance of the royal quarters tonight. Not from this door,” he ordered.
A fierce blush crept up the queen’s cheeks and spread down to her neck. “I o-order it too, Omna.”
“As you wish, Your Majesties!!” Footsteps hurrying away filled the air.
And then, blessed silence.
“I will take good care of you tonight.” His eyes lowered to her swollen belly. “I will take good care of the two of you.”
As much as this night will hurt on the morrow, Queen Danika beamed at the king again, her smile so wide it made her beautiful face radiant. “Okay.”
Her smile was so contagious, the king wasn’t aware that his face was doing something it hadn’t done in the past fifteen years of his life.
His lips stretched-not as wide as hers-but enough for the onlooker to recognize it for the smile it was.
“Okay.” Then he carried her towards the bathroom…
“The throne is empty now, Master. Why don’t we attack it?” Talia asked her master suggestively.
His cave seems cold tonight. Doesn’t he get tired of hiding in here?
Coza turned and glanced at her. She wasn’t saying what he had not considered already. “That would be a bad idea. I sent one of my men to go and spy already. He reported that the throne is heavily guarded by his most trusted men even in his absence.”
“But we can fight them-“
“Dargak, Zariel and Chad. Those three men are the most formidable warriors. We don’t just wake up and go against them without much preparation. Lucien was able to conquer Mombana and kill King Cone because he had them in his army.” He paused. “Lucien is an unbeatable, formidable warrior, but he wouldn’t have been able to do it on his own.”
“So what are we going to do? Mombana is no longer a problem because the mistress will take care of the queen.”
“Yes.” He smirked at the thought of Vetta. “One of her best virtues is her impatience, hatred and short-temperedness. On the day after tomorrow, Danika will be dead. I can hardly wait.”
“So what about Salem?”
“I have a plan. A job for you.”
“What is it, Master?”
“I want you to poison Lucien, Chad, Zariel and Dargak,” he ordered firmly. “Your main priority is Lucien and Zariel. Their death will handicap the kingdom. Then we go in.”
Just thinking about the deadly mission sent shivers down Talia’s spine. “That will be suicide.”
His gaze pinned hers, he arched his brows. “Your point?”
Of course, her life didn’t matter. She swallowed.
He took pity at her, smiling. “Don’t worry much, Talia. If you do the job well, it will be a success. Unlike the mistress, I have patience. You can take your time finding the perfect opportunity to get this done. But youmust get it done and do it at once. If they die one after another, it will raise suspicion.”
She bowed. “As you wish, Master.”
The smile disappeared from his face. “I want him dead, Talia.”
“I will do my best, Master.” She turned to leave.
“One more thing.”
New Book: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel
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