All Chapters of The Hated Slave Luna.: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Lance's POV.My route back to my room after my angry episode was cut short.When I was suddenly approached by the head slave, I raised my eyebrows in question."What is it?" I asked."All the slaves report to the slave quarters every time they finish what they are to do for the day, but every time Alyssa fails to do that.""It feels like she's always evading the job.""Or maybe she's in cahoots with the rogues for real." She added sternly."She'd never dare." I scoffed, I already knew she was in the forest where I left her.But for some wicked reason I want her to suffer."I'll see that she pays for it." I said and the head slave nodded and walked away."Oh and when she's back, punish her." I added feeling a little gleeful for what I said.I stalked to the forest finding her asleep on my way there, her body wrapped in branches close to the stream, her face still covered by the thick leaves.I sighed, annoyed, I really wanted to hurt her more than this. I knew she fainted from exhausti

Alyssa's POV.I woke up tired and weary again, my whole body sore with a dull ache from sleeping on the cold floor for too long.A thin layer of sweat covered my skin as I struggled to sit up.My fingers were stiff, the pain reminding me that the cold night wasn’t all that good for my joints. The door to the apartment was shut, and all I could hear was the steady pitter patter of rain against the zinc.I tried standing and it hurt, but I managed to get my legs underneath myself before falling back down. My arms shook so much my muscles were barely functioning.How many days had passed since he left? Too little sleep, too much thoughts.The only times I got to think in here were when I fell asleep on the floor and dreamed of him being nice to me, not the way he treated me that way.I sighed suddenly feeling dejected, unable to fight the feeling that came over me like a dark mist.My throat felt thick with tears even though I desperately tried to suppress them with every fiber of my b

Allyssa's POV.I picked my way in the direction of the slave quarters, I sneaked off when the Alpha was not looking.My mind whirring, the wheels turning in my head, my thoughts are in disarray, I'm sure my confusion is clearly written on my face, and the reason for my confusion is none other than Alpha Lance. The Alpha's hot and cold behavior towards me is getting to me and it's making me uncomfortable and confused. First he locks me in a cell and tortures me to his fill and then he starts doting on me as though he wants me to be his mate, which we both know is untrue.The Alpha has always made his hatred for me and my father known and if he had a choice in who his mate would turn out to be, then I would definitely not be on the list.I have no idea why Alpha Lance hated my father so much, the blatant dislike he has for my father has passed onto me and he hates me with a passion, which explains his actions days earlier where he took me to the cell and tortured me, my body still ach

Lance's POV.The sun filters into the room, and I rub my eyes, feeling groggy, it's morning. I jerk upright, my eyes widening. It's morning."Damn it!" I curse, it's morning, which means Allyssa had been punished by the head slave, as a result of the order I gave.I shot up from the bed, running into the shower. I had given the Head slave orders to punish her, but now? I don't want her to be punished at all.Maybe the head slave has not carried out the task yet, maybe I can get there fast enough to rectify my mistake."Shit shit shit, fuck!" I slam my fist against the wall of my bathroom, the cold jets of water drenching me, but it does nothing to calm me down.I don't understand this sudden concern I'm feeling, sure, I hate Allyssa, but at this moment, I don't want her hurt. I close my eyes as the water cascades down my body, thinking of her in pain makes my chest squeeze painfully.A low growl rips from my throat, I don't need a psychic to tell me that I messed up big time, and th

Allyssa's POV.I start struggling against his grip yet the bastard looks amused. I wonder who this man is. Why must each day come with its own sorrows, can't I just have a peaceful day?I yelp as he tightens his hold on my wrist, grinding my bones, "Let go of me immediately," I struggle, " I said unhand me" my voice is raw and throaty.He bursts out laughing, sending spit flying to my face. I make a disgusted expression but mostly I am shocked, laughing was the least I expected him to do, but then just as abruptly as he started, he stops laughing and starts glaring at me with venom clearly written on his face." If you think you are going to escape from me that easily, then you must be in over your head, if you think I'll let you go, you are very wrong, I came here for you and I am going to leave here with you in town" He replies." Who are you? What do you want? I don't even know you? Why are you doing this? Please let me go, I am just a slave, please please I beg you please let me g