All Chapters of The Alpha King's Hated Slave: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

 1020 word(s)Published188 Corna stepped forward then, "You do not want to believe because it will be too much. For it will mean that you made a bad judgment. That you collar-shocked your pregnant woman for something that was not her fault. That you almost executed an innocent woman that loves you dearly." "You will stop talking right now." His deep groan was calm and deadly. "Most of all, it will be easier to believe if there is no seed growing inside her." Little Corna continued like he never spoke, "It is so hard to believe that she never betrayed you, because of the seed inside her. You think yourself unable to create a life. "I do not think. I know." He stated through gritted teeth, his hands tightened into fists. "And, you are right." The little boy said. King Lucien stood there, the old pain reverberating inside him. It is l

  1447 word(s) Published 190   King Lucien paid them no heed. All his attention was on the willowy blond lying before him. He bend down and lifted Danika into his arms.   When her head rolled to one side, he cradled her close. Dried tears outlined her cheeks, her eyes closed. He didn't take his eyes away from her face as he began giving orders.   "Baski, get all the herbs you can possibly need and bring them to my Chambers. Dargak, send the guards out to call Angie, the medicine man. Tell him I request for him and all his disciples to my Chambers. Garon, go to my Chambers and pick Remeta and a boy. Take them to Baski's Chambers and have one of Angie's discipline look at them when they get here."   "On it, Your Highness!" The both of them replied at the same time and hurried out of sight.   The King walked out of the dungeon, shaking his head when Chad

  926 word(s) Published 192   Vetta sat in her bedroom feeling like the whole world was suddenly closing in on her.   After the King sent them all out, when he got Danika to his Chambers, she'd followed Baski to her bedroom and in hurried words, the older woman had told her what happened quite happily.   Seers. How is this possible? How could they have possibly vindicated Danika, the case against her was very strong!?   And not only did Danika escape being executed tomorrow, the King knows that the bitch is carrying his child!   "Danika, that bitch!" She reached for the flower-vast that decorated her table and lifted it high above her head before she threw it to the across the bedroom.   It shattered everywhere. Vetta stood breathing fast in rage. Angry tears filled her eyes. The King has accepted Danika. Everything has turned wor

 922 word(s)Published194 Looking her in the eyes, he knelt before her. "M-My King?" Her thoughts short-circuited at the sight in front of her. She was so dumbfounded, her head went blank and for several seconds she couldn't process that the King is kneeling in front of her. "This past few days has not been easy. When I saw what I saw at the storeroom, something died inside me. I was in rage seeing the way that animal held what is mine." he swallowed, rage flashing in his eyes, "When the thoughts of you both being lovers comes to my head, I find myself battling insanity. My rage knew no bounds." Tears filled Danika's eyes as she stood there watching him. "I have never laid with another man---" "I know I should have thought of that. But then, Baski slipped about the pregnancy and I just...broke." he paused and swallowed, "It was the biggest slap I've re

 1461 word(s)Published196 "I can't, Danika. What about the baby?" Placing his forehead to hers, he groaned in a pained voice. "No, you can, My King. Please, I want to feel you again." Her tone was shy, but passionate too. "I can't be gentle. I don't know how to be. I don't want to hurt our child." Rubbing his swollen erection at her sentisive clit repeatedly, his breathing harsh. He was trying to rein in control so badly. She opened her eyes, so hazy with desire for him, he has never seen a more beautiful sight in his existence. "You can... I t-trust you, King Lucien." "Heavens." The gutteral growl tore from his lips as the last of his fragile control shot to dust at the innocently sincere trust in her voice. He has to have her.Has to be gentle too, so he wouldn't hurt his child. He does not know how to be that, but he wil