The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 210

***IN THE KINGDOM OF SALEM***

Vetta whirled around and faced Danika.

“You must be very proud of yourself, are you not? You must be feeling like you’ve won everything you wanted?” She stated, venom dripping from her words.

“I don’t understand what you mean,” Danika answered truthfully.

“You don’t even like him, do you? All this…” she waved her hand around them, “…is just pretense. Pretending to love him, to care about the scarred, lonely King, and warm your way into his cold heart to make him forgive you…forgive your father! To make him forget who you really are!” The mistress snarled.

Each accusation was like a whip to Danika’s heart. She began shaking her head, “No, no way. I love the King, and I don’t pretend—”

“You are just as monstrous as your father.” Vetta threw the words at her, so angry her face was red with it. “You go about deceiving the world to see you as a good person when you’re as venomous as the man who birthed you!”

“I know you must be feeling victory, patting yourself at the back for getting him. For making him fall for your fake charade! But, you will always be his Slave, Danika! You will always be lower than dirt, with this bastard you carry in your womb!”

The stab in Danika’s chest was too much. The hate that emits from the Mistress was so much, her eyes watered at the unbearable sight.

“I am not my father. Why do you hate me so much?” Danika asked, “Why…? I never did anything bad to you. I’ve never trained slaves… I’m sorry for the things my father did to you and every other person, but I am not my father!”

“Sorry can never erase what your father did, Danika!” Vetta was almost screaming, “Being sorry can never erase the suffering! The pain! And yes, I hate you! I hate you so much, it’s so suffocating for me!”

Danika reared back like she slapped her.

“You have any idea what he did to me? Your father!? The rapes…!? The beatings…!? The whippings….!? The workloads!? Do you have any idea what he did to me!?” Angry tears filled Vetta’s eyes and overflowed as she shouted, “Your father caused me to have two miscarriages under heavy beatings and rapes! And now—”

“And now…! And now, I don’t have a womb! I can’t have another child again! That is one of the million things your father did to me, Danika! How dare you stand here and ask me why I hate you!?” Vetta screamed at her, her hands fisted tightly at her sides.

Danika stood frozen before her while her father’s sins came back to her all over again.

Vetta swiped her eyes, wiping the angry tears away so swiftly. She glared at Danika, “Now, tell me how fair it is? Here you are, carrying the King’s child and you must feel on top of the world to get all his care and attention. You must feel so good and proud of yourself.”

“Your father treated us like dirt and tortured us for ten years, I was the one that was there with him! I took so many punishments meant for him because I love him! After everything, I can’t even have him, and I bet you can guess why right!?”

She didn’t pause for a minute, “It’s all because of you! You! Cone’s daughter is right here and she took him from me! So, tell me again, why won’t I hate you so much!? Why!?”

Danika shook her head miserably. She stared at her hands which week trembling, and it’s not because of her blurry visions at all. “I did n-nothing wrong. I was his slave, it’s not my fault that he cares for me…. Just what do you want me to do?”

“I want you to disappear! I want you dead! I wish you were never in our lives! I wish for you to just disappear, Danika, that’s exactly what I wish for. You don’t deserve him, you never did. You think you have suffered!? I have suffered all my life! I suffered with him! I should be the one with him, not you! I should—” she screamed and doubled over.

Danika gasped as the Mistress stopped mid-words and screamed out in pain. Her hand suddenly grabbed her lower belly, she doubled over in pain.

“What is it…!? What is happening!?” Danika asked uncertainly, fear feeling her.

Vetta fell to the ground and screamed out again as a heavy pain ripped her apart from inside out.

B***d stained the lower part of her clothes. So much b***d.

Danika screamed at the sight. She doesn’t know what to do. What is wrong with the Mistress!?

“Help me…! Help me…!” Vetta could hardly see or hear through the waves of pain that filled her body. She felt like she’s dying.

For a second, Danika was torn between running away and staying. She turned to run away.

Vetta grabbed her foot, the only place her hand could reach. Danika turned to stare at her with eyes so wide…

“Please… don’t leave me l-like this. Help me…” She cried, curling tighter into a ball, her hand gripping her stomach tight.

Danika was turn. She really does want to run.

But, she does not have the heart to do it. She was never that kind of person.

How can she run away from her when she’s in such excruciating pain?

Danika hurried closer and held onto the Mistress’s arm, “How do I h-help…? What do I do…!?”

Vetta can only scream as new waves of pain gripped her belly in a tight fist.

Then, she fainted into Danika’s arm.