The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 268

The pale crescent moon shone like a silvery claw in the night sky, the blanket of stars stretched to infinity.

Danika kept true to her vow. As she led him around the palace of Mombana, she tried to hold a conversation with him. They talked about little little things while the night’s air caressed their body, stars moving with them in the sky.

Her eyes were tuned to him. Anywhere that holds a bad remembrance for him will show in the way his jaw will clench and his eyes goes darker. So, she told him stories of her younger days to distract him; her adventures in the palace with Sally.

With time, he became very interested in her exciting, adventurous stories, his mind less attuned to his environment. Even as they passed the Cellar where her father likes making slaves work until their backs begin to peel off, he didn’t pay much attention to it because he was engrossed in her stories.

It was beautiful. The walk is going great. The tightness in her chest disappeared, replaced with a radiant smile as she went deeper into her tales, telling him how she used to sneak away from her room the first day her father grounded her.

They walked away from the palace grounds, through the woods. The guards on night duty patrolling bowed their heads as they saw their pregnant Queen and the strong King of Salem out for a walk at midnight. Their eyes held a glimpse of curiosity because the both does not seem like there is so much hatred between them like they all believed. But it is not of their concern, so they bow and go about their way.

They were so carried away, they walked through the long route through the woods and arrived at the small River Sole. That was where he came to a stop all of a sudden for the first time.

“What is the matter?” But she already knows what the matter is, even before the words left her mouth completely. The complete change in his composure said it all.

A muscle ticked in his forehead, his eyes zeroed in on one spot before the stream. “River Sole. I know this place. Vetta’s body was forcefully taken séxual pleasures from here by Cone’s guards while he watched and laughed. And forced me to watch too…to listen to her screams…since she was taking my punishment for me.”

Danika’s heart went through her stomach. Her mouth became an entity for speachlessness.

His eyes left that spot to zero in at the tree behind her. “I was whipped there. Fifty strokes of a hot whip cooked on fire. Then, I was ordered to face-f**k Chad while he watches.”

“What!?” She gaped in horror.

“Cone was a heartless, kinky hellhound.” His eyes darkened. Sometimes, he wondered why he just killed the man, he should have kept him alive and made him suffer. But, his rage towards that son-of-an-elf had been too great for him to think straight at that time.

“By the Gods…” Her hands covered her mouth, she turned and looked at the palm tree itself. It’s a familiar tree she played around when she younger.

Suddenly, that palm tree is no longer as beautiful as she always thought it was.

She pushed the realization firmly away. If the both of them see ugliness, who will teach him to see the beauty of River Sole again?

“I remember thinking this place was very beautiful the first day I saw it in the middle of hard labor.” His eyes clouded, “Ten years later, there is no beauty in this place.”

“The Mistress has so much hatred in her heart for me.” she lowered her head, “In the end, I only know glimpses of why she is the way she is.”

His eyes went back to that first spot. “Vetta changed completely. But in the end, that girl is still inside her. The one that was buried under the bricks of the hard life of ten-years in barbaric slavery. All you have to do is call her name—her real name—for that girl to come crying forward from her cage.”

She took a minute to assimilate his words. Somehow, she has a feeling that remembering these words will be important to her in the future.

“How did we get here, Danika?” He g*****d softly, looking around with eyes filled with the past. “Let’s go back.”

But, she can’t allow them go like that. He was already on his way out when her hand shot out and grabbed his. He swiveled his head to look at her without turning.

“We’re are already here, My King. Why not enjoy the view? Look at the scenery above the water, isn’t it beautiful?” She whispered.

“I do not see the beauty in this place, Danika. I only see the horrors it holds.” He stated firmly, tension radiating from him.

A thought came to her. Slipping her hand down to his, she squeezed his hand in comfort. Then, she walked, tugging at his hand to follow.

He did. She walked them towards that palm tree until they came up in front of it’s tall trunk, it’s large leaves at top of the tall trunk were like green beautiful umbrellas above them darkening the place further.

It is an advantage because it gave them a little privacy and they’d see any patrolling guard first before he seems them.

A coldness she hasn’t seen since he arrived at her bedroom doorstep hours ago, shadowed his eyes now. “I do not want to be here—”

She dropped to her knees in front of him and began untying the ropes of his pants. They came undone. She palmed his warm flesh, pulling him out of his confinement.

“What are you doing?” Her actions threw him completely off-balance.