The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 183

Sally heard about the ordeals in the Palace and Danika’s pending execution from Uyah who ran to her house on the morning of the next day to inform her.

She was devastated hearing it, she’d cried all the way to the Palace, but there was no way to see the King because he refused to see any visitor. Not even Chad.

So, she’d gone to her Princess’s dungeon. At the sight of her, Danika had teared up instantly, not to mention Sally. They’d cried together, clinging to each other through the bars that separated the cell from the outside.

Danika told her everything that happened, Sally couldn’t stop crying when she saw how complicated the situation is. How does her princess get saved from this?

She’d stayed with Danika all day, reading to her and telling her stories of her married life just to take her mind away from her situation. And when she went home in the evening to her husband, she kept begging him to find a way to speak with the King.

Chad tried and tried for the couple of days, but the King wouldn’t allow visitors. Only his mistress was in and out of his Chambers from time to time.

She always comes out looking like she fought a battle and limping.

The extent of his pain must be unimaginable, for him to hurt the people he once cared for…like Vetta, and cut off contact with every single person he cared for…even Baski.

He never summoned Baski for once, not even to make him herbs for headache or for sleep. And when she’d tried to visit, the King refused to let her in.

So, she’d buried her effort into doing her best to come up with a way to exonerate Danika. To make a strong case she’ll take to the King.

The rumors of his horrible moods and his strange deeds circulated the Kingdom.

He’d fired a maid for forgetting to get him drinking water with his food, and when the girl tried to plead to him he’d thrown her out. A woman was caught and whipped for commiting adultery.

In court, there was a case about a man who stole in the market. The King didn’t give an opportunity for the man to defend himself or give reasons why he did what he did…like he would do before.

Instead, he ordered the guards to amputate the man’s hand as an example to others never to steal again.

Baski sighed, shaking her head at the memories. It scars her that they are looking the King. That this incident would have succeeded in breaking him when King Cone was never able to succeed. When slavery punishments and tortures never succeeded in breaking him.

Even if Danika is miraculously exonerated from being executed….will he ever trust again?

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The past couple of days was hectic. As Vetta brushed her hair on the third day, she fumed.

She didn’t get the opportunity to leave the palace and go over to Monah, the healer’s place, and her bleeding hasn’t stopped. The aches in her belly hasn’t stopped either.

With Danika in the dungeon, she was uncertain to leave without chaperones lest the King will find out about it and punish her more harshly for it.

He’d kept her on house-arrest for it before, this time around—with the mood he’s in—he might treat her harsher.

The last two days, the King summoned her repeatedly and he’d take his sèxual pleasures from her body. In fact, she is the only visitor he has had to his Chambers these past few days.

It should make her happy—it’s what she always wanted—but it didn’t. His summons these days fills her heart with dread.

Her hair well-brushed, she got up from the chair. She was almost limping, her muscles sore and achy. She hasn’t been this bruised from sèxual activities since slavery.

The King was being so hard on her, so rough. Not only that, he brought back the kinky sardonic sèxual plays that King Cone subjected him to, for over ten years.

He never used any of them before, not after their slavery. It was animalistic. More pain than pleasure. King Cone’s dark kinks.

King Lucien had dropped them immediately he had his freewill, his freedom. But for the past two days, this new man that took over the King engaged in those kinks.

“Be careful what you wish for.” His words to her on that first night she lured him to her bed rang in her ears, causing shivers down her spine.

The flashes of memories came. He’d tie her up and spank her butt with a whip. Then, he would fûck her body so brutally without foreplay, she will be left screaming. He took her ãss more often than he took her womanhood, and he was a big man.

No matter how much she prepped herself for it, it ends ups being an excruciatingly painful experience.

Be careful what you wish for.

Last night, he tied her up, gagged her mouth and took her body for hours long. By the time he was done, her voice had gone hoarse from screaming into the gag, her eyes red from crying.

When he pulled away from her and began putting on his clothes, it was the first time he really looked at her in the past few days.

Sympathy and guilt clouded his visions, and for a moment, she’d seen the King Lucien she knew again in him.

He’d walked towards her and kissed her wet cheek lingeringly. “I apologize to you for all these, Vetta. You do not deserve this at all.”

The apology only teared her up the more because she knows it’s not easy for him.

He’d palmed his head, “I was thinking that it’s high time I get a second mistress.”

“What…?” It shocked Vetta so much, she wiped her eyes clean just to make sure it’s not an illusion.

He got up and continued putting on his clothes. “It’s a thought I’m considering. You’re only but one woman, and I have…needs.”

Over her dead body will she let another woman have him! She didn’t battle tooth and nail to get rid of Danika, only to battle a new concubine.

He’s still hurting about the incident with Danika. With time, he will change.