The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 152

“Promise me…” He buried his face to her neck, “Promise me… you’ll never leave my side.”

The vulnerability he shows her, shocked her so much. She cannot imagine how difficult these last words must have been to come from a hard and powerful man like him.

Her throat cloaked up, but she whispered hoarsely, “I promise.”

He looked up at her. Warmth filled his eyes for the first time in five years. He lowered his head again and kissed a small bruise on her neck.

“I will never forgive you if you break any of those promises, Danika.” He stated softly but vehemently.

“I will never forgive myself too.” She will never betray this man. Why will she ever betray him?

A man who has known more heartbreaks and emotional suffering than all the slaves in the whole twelve kingdoms, why will she ever betray him?

He took a deep breath, licking her neck. Silence descended.

Can I tell him about my pregnant now? Danika thought.

Just the thought had her heart in her throat. She opened her mouth, “I… I… I’m…”

He raised his head and looked at her, “What is it?”

She swallowed tightly, “I’m… I’m… I’m pr….” But the words caught on her throat.

“What if I get pregnant?” She blurted out.

He stiffened all over. One moment he felt like a man, and next, he felt like stone beside her.

The silence that followed was nervewrecking.

Then, “You should never worry about that. I have never given you to another man. I have never shared you before, and I do not have plans to share you with anybody.” he looked her dead in the eyes, “So, that is not possible, Danika. That, I can assure you.”

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Baski couldn’t sleep, she worried herself sick. How is Danika doing? What is going on in that bedroom? Will the child be alright?

She was standing at the window, almost sick with worry. She’d heard Danika’s screams, and since then, her heart refused to leave her throat.

She made the decision already. On the morn of the morrow, she will do everything within her power to get a good duration of time with the king…to explain about Remeta’s gift.

If he knows and believes in Remeta’s gift, all that would remain, will be to get Remeta to go to him and break the news to him.

It’s their best chance of telling the king about Danika’s pregnancy without endangering her and her child. On the morrow, she must find the courage to talk to him.

But, for tonight… What is happening in that room? She worried herself.

“Stop worrying, Mama. Come to bed, I feel scared.” Remeta’s sleepy voice came to her.

She turned to see Remeta sleepily rubbing her eyes. “I’m coming, my child.”

“You need not worry about the Prince. He’s fine in his father’s arms now. Worry about the near future that scares Remeta, Mama. Worry about the three ‘W’.” She whispered sleepily.

A shivered worked down Baski’s arm. “What scares you, my child? What is the three ‘W’?”

Remeta only laid back on the bed and fell right back asleep.

Baski watched her labored breathing as she slept peacefully. In the end, she took her advice, and joined her on the bed.

Tomorrow is another day to worry about.

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Sally stood in front of the mirror, looking so worried and so nervous, her hands were all sweaty.

It’s her wedding night and she doesn’t know how to go about it. She has tried not to think about it all day, but night has fallen and she’s more nervous than a cat.

Madam Baski had called her to the privacy of get bedroom yesterday. She’d talked to her like a mother would do and she’d told her the things to expect on the marriage bed.

Madam Baski had told her that it’s completely different than what the kings did to her and what the guards did to her too when she hustled to feed the slaves back in Mombana.

“I don’t know how it’ll be different, Madam Baski.” She’d whispered confidingly.

“You’ll see.” The older woman had replied.

Standing in front of the mirror, she stared at herself. She’d bathed in scent water Madam Baski told the maids to arrange for her.

Dressed in her flimsy nightwear, her red hair pulled down well past her waist and her eyes emphasizing her nervousness. But, she has kept he husband waiting for long.

She came out of the bathroom and walked back into one of the bedrooms that has become thiers.

Chad just finished putting on his shorts when his new wife entered. She looked so small and nervous, and oh, so beautiful. He has never wanted another woman so much.

He walked close to her and took her hand into his, “I will never hurt you, Sally. I never ever want to hurt you. You look so scared… Maybe, we will not lay together until you are ready. I can wait. I don’t want to hurt you.”

His sincere words ceased some of her nervousness. The way his concerned eyes looked at her like she’s the most beautiful woman…the most desirable woman.

She found herself shaking her head. “No, I want to be with you…”

His hand cupped her cheek tenderly, “Are you sure…? I can wait—“

“Yes. I’m very sure, my husband.” The word sounded strange but very sweet to her. She loves him so much.

That was all Chad wants to hear. He pulled her closer and took her lips into a soft k**s.