The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 289

“Depends.” she paused, “Where is my knife?” That was her gift from Cone. A constant reminder of what he made her to be.

“Safe…” Danika felt better when that wave of agony passed. So, she pushed away from the door and started deeper into the bedroom.

Vetta was most surprised when she walked towards her and lowered herself on the bed beside her.

“Uhm, what do you think you’re doing?” Vetta asked her, bewildered. The woman was sitting too close to her.

“I need to rest…my feet. They hurt so bad.”

Vetta looked at the said feet in question. Her huge elegant gown covered her feet, stopping her from seeing anything. Not that she wanted to see anything.

“Your hurting feet, your business. Give me my knife, let me get out of here.” Swiveling her head, she spared Danika a glance, “I’ll go to the battlefield first. Maybe, I’ll come back later.”

“To kill me?” Queen Danika snorted, “You might stand a chance if I don’t die…from this pain…first.” she cried out at the ache in her back. Feels like her back is being stomped on by horses.

Vetta’s brows arched. She glanced at the woman again.

“Are you even supposed to be alone? The men are on the battlefield, I understand. But what about the female sheep that follow you around like flocks of goats.” She asked flippantly.

Startled laughter bubbled from Queen Danika’s throat, forgetting the pain for a second. “There is nothing…like flocks of goat. Just sheep. Flock of sheep.”

Vetta shrugged. “You would know. After all, you’re the educated one.”

“Makes no difference… We are both human beings.” Danika hit her shoulder repeatedly in an effort to reach her aching back.

“Nope. You are Royalty; the daughter of the great monster Cone. And I’m a slave; a product created by the great monster Cone.” She flashed Danika some teeth, “Poetic, isn’t it?”

Even through her own pains, Danika still saw the stark pain in the Mistress’s eyes. So, she stopped hitting her back and reached out with her hand, taking Vetta’s hand into hers.

“You are the only one that sees…yourself like that. To the world, you were a mistress to the most…powerful man in Salem. And now? You are a cared friend of the most powerful man…in Salem.”

Vetta stared at their hands together. A hysterical laugh bubbled from her throat, “I am nothing but a woman that lost everything.”

Danika opened her mouth to say something else, but Vetta snatched her hand away from hers.

She got up from the bed, “Just come and give me my knife, will you? Save me the sermons.”

Queen Danika rose from the bed then. Walking steadily, she reached her wardrobe, opened it, and took out the knife from where she kept it. Then, she walked back and handed it to Vetta.

She took it. Then, crossed her arms, “You are not afraid that I will stab you with it?”

“No, I’m not. Not anymore.” Danika shrugged.

Vetta opened her mouth to say a word but Danika cried out.

It was more painful this time, the Queen grabbed her waist with both hands and screamed out.

Just then, her door burst open. Coza stormed into the bedroom, clutching tightly a sword that dripped with b***d.

Vetta’s eyes widened at the sight of him. She said nothing.

Coza on the other hand smiled at the sight in front of him. Vetta stood with a knife beside the Queen.

“Well, well, you should have told me that you planned to carry out your mission today.” the smile wiped from his face and he glared at her, “I wouldn’t have bothered attacking!”

“As I told you before, I carry out my revenge in my own convenient time. Not when you choose.” She shrugged.

Coza looked at the Queen who already looked like she’ll die from agony. “What is wrong with her? You stabbed her yet?” his eyes searched for b***d.

“She is in labor.” Vetta answered simply.

“No way is she giving birth to that child. Well, what are you waiting for? Kill her now, let’s get out of here!”

Vetta turned and glanced at Danika. Tears were raining down the Queen’s cheek as she returned her stare. Time passed.

“What is wrong with you!?” Coza barked, “Get over yourself and kill the woman who is the reason why your life is ruined! She is the reason why you will never have the man you died over and over again to protect!”

Vetta stiffened at the reminder. Pain crossed her features.

Danika saw the change. “Don’t d-do it…please,” She whispered brokenly.

Coza laughed evilly. The woman is hesitating, but he knows how to demolish her restraint.

“Do you know that he has proposed to her today?” He drawled, “In the Royal Court. He came here today to marry her. Cone’s daughter gets to live happily ever after, while you have nothing! End her life and get your revenge. Not only your revenge, but you also get your man too!”

Tears filled Vetta’s eyes. She palmed the knife in her hand more tightly, gripping it hard.

“Please…Vetta… please, don’t d-do it.” Danika cried, holding her belly protectively and taking a step back.

Coza’s patience ran out. “Shit! Get out, I’ll do it for you. You’re wasting too much time.”

Then, he rushed towards Danika and raised his sword to her belly.

It happened so fast, it was so unexpected.

Vetta got in front of Danika before he could get too close to her. The sword slid into her own belly, coming out from behind her.

Danika screamed behind Vetta at the sight of that sword coming out from her lower back.

“Shit! What did you do!?” Coza shouted. He attempted to pull his sword out, but Vetta held it in a dead grip.

Then, she raised the knife in her hand and stabbed him dead center in the chest. She buried the knife deep inside into her heart.

Coza didn’t see it coming. His eyes widened in shock.

Vetta g*****d in pain, but her eyes held his. “I did tell…you that you will…die by my…hands.”

The knife that pierced his heart sucked the life out of him rapidly, he got no chance to talk. His eyes was still wide with shock and pain as he fell to the floor.

“You…bitch!” He managed with his last breath.

Vetta was bleeding. But, she grinned at him, even as tear ran down her face. “May your soul…rot in hell…Monster.”

The light left his eyes.

Coza died.

Vetta could no longer hold it in. She fell into Danika’s arms.