The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 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 worse for her and much better for Danika.

The door opened and Talia entered with a tray of food. “I brought food for you, Mistr–“

“Get away from me, you fool! I don’t want to see your face or any other person’s! Get out! Get out!” She screamed, hot tears running down her eyes.

Talia’s eyes widened and she quickly dropped the food on the table before she turned and disappeared from the room.

The way the King held Danika in his arm from the dungeon filled her head. She screamed out her frustration, feeling so out of her mind.

“How can something like this happen!? Remeta, that fool! That small crazy rat!” She screamed, as she began destroying her bedroom in an effort to let out her anger.

She was in the middle of a tirade when the familiar sharp pain pinched her belly, followed by excruciating pain.

“Ouch!!” She cried as she fell to the ground, clutching her stomach as waves after waves of pain seized her body.

Danika momentarily forgotten, Vetta cried out in pain repeatedly, feeling the telltale wetness that indicated bleeding in between her thighs.

It hurts! It hurts badly!

No, this is getting out of hand. Early tomorrow, she’s going to see the healer.

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Danika’s eyes opened, her environment blurred and unrecognizable. Weak, she closed her eyes for a few seconds before it slipped open again.

She’s still alive? Isn’t she supposed to be dead?

Danika doesn’t know if she should be happy about being alive, or she should be very sad about it. She had the most pleasant dream…

The King acknowledging their child… Sitting beside her and crying in worry for her and their child… It was indeed a pleasant dream.

And, where is she…?

She slipped her eyes closed and opened it again. Her eyes cleared and she took it her environment. A gasp left her lips when it dawned on her that she’s in the King’s Chambers.

She’s lying down on the King’s bed! How did she get here…?

Her eyes searched the bedroom, she felt relived when it came out empty. The King is not around. Thank, heavens.

Someone must be setting her up again by keeping her here, so that the King will kill her even before the morrow when she’s supposed to be executed. No, she has to run away!

With a grunt, she forced herself to a sitting position,her eyes taking in the bandages on her body. And, she feels better than she’s been in a long time.

A frown knitted her brows as she got up. Automatically, her eyes went to the old mirror at the opposite wall encased in a hanging wooden vase. She looks so different…so dirty.

Bath. She wants nothing more than a nice hot bath now.

Her head still foggy from all the drugs and barely thinking right, she took off her clothes, wrapped herself in a silk wrapper which the King ordered the maids to bring to his bedroom several months ago, for her.

Memories made her sad and hurting, so she shut her mind to it. She walked unsteadily to the door that led to the bathroom.

In the showered, she found out that she’s no longer bleeding. The small stain and the dry stickiness of her thigh told her that it’s been hours since she bled.

It brought tears to her eyes because she doesn’t know if her child said goodbye already. Her execution flashed in her mind.

“It’s okay, baby. You and I will reunite again tomorrow. I’m so sorry that this world was uncomfortable for you…” She whispered so sadly, it dripped from her words.

Several minutes later, she came out feeling a little better. Her wet hair plastered on her forehead, neck and back, she walked towards the bed…towards her clothes that laid there. She’d get her clothes and disappear from this place.

But, her eyes found the food on the dinning table. Her belly growled loudly, the same time her throat went dry, reminding her how hungry she is.

She swallowed tightly, torn between running away and eating. The latter won.

Clothes forgotten, she walked to the dinning, settled down on the chair, opened the covered food and her mouth watered at the deliciousness. Everything else forgotten, she dug in, eating everything at the same time. She ate so ravenously.

“Easy. You’re going to get an indigestion.” Came the deep voice of the King.

Danika froze.

She turned towards him, her mouth filled up with spaghetti, it’s tomato sauce dripping from her mouth and saw him standing at the door.

Oh, Heavens. Fear and mortification had her hand trembling, her eyes widened.

Oh, Danika! What did you get yourself into now…?