The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 214

It wasn’t a question, but Vetta felt obliqued to answer. “It was just one time!” She burst out.

Baski gasped at her admission. Her hands went to cover her mouth in shock and disbelief. Angie suddenly took a new interest in the ceiling above them. He wished he wasn’t here at all.

King Lucien’s shoulders hunched as he stared at Vetta like he was seeing a stranger. Silence descended between them.

“He turned his back on her, “I trusted you.”

“Please, Lucien, it was just o-one time, and it was a mistake!” She cried, trying to get out of bed and go to him, but she couldn’t.

He turned, and glanced at her with eyes so cold, “I trusted you.” He threw the words at her like a man would throw a weapon. “I trusted you!”

“I was not thinking at all…! P-Please, it was just one time!”

The King shook his head slowly. He felt so betrayed, he has no idea if the feeling can be described. He felt… disillusioned. He never expected this. Not from Vetta.

Vetta rose from the bed, kneeling onto of it, not caring the way her body protested the movement as pain shot through every single part of her.

Her hands reached for him, but he stepped back like she was a peasant reaching out to him before she could touch him.

It didn’t stop her from trying…from pleading desperately. “P-Please. Please, believe me! I never meant to do that, I swear to the gods! Please, hear—”

“Dargak.” One word filled with rage.

“No! Please, Lucien, please listen to me!”

The door opened and the guard rushed into Baski’s bedroom. He knelt before the King, “Yes, Your Highness.”

“Take her to the dungeon.” He ordered, throwing Vetta a venomous glance.

“Uhm…” Angie felt he should contribute here, “She’s in a bad condition now—”

“Take her to the dungeon now. I do not want to see her here in the next coming minutes. I will decide her fate later.” The King turned towards the door and began his steady walk out of it.

“Please, Lucien! Please, don’t do this to me! How can you do this to me!? Pleas—” she began screaming when she felt the huge unbearable pain begin inside her again.

He did not turn, even as she screamed and begged him.

He did not turn, even as her scream cut off, and she began spasming again.

He did not turn, even when Angie shouted that she’s having another crisis.

He did not turn, not even when movements bursted behind him as they rushed around to try and save her.

He walked out of the door, without looking back.

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The rumor of what happened has spread all over the palace. It was the first thing Danika heard when she woke up from sleep.

The rumor flying around the wind goes like this….

The mistress was cheating on the King. She has other lovers, and she’d gotten pregnant for one of her lovers. Then, she’d proceeded to flush the baby away so that the King will not find out about it, but the King has found out, and she is in trouble!.

It’s been several hours Danika heard this. She’d tried to go about her daily activities, but she couldn’t help worrying about the King. Worrying about everything.

Is the rumors true? How is the King taking all this?

He’s a man that doesn’t give trust easily, how betrayed will he be feeling right now? Danika has a hunch that this will accept him badly.

The more she thought about it, the more she worried. It has taken her mind off her quarrel with the mistress, and the words she said to her in the afternoon.

She’d asked Baski if the rumors were true, but the woman seemed more depressed, she just shrugged.

She’d gone to the King’s Chambers before,but Zariel had informed her that the King does not want to be disturbed.

At sundown, in the privacy of her own room, she tried to get some sleep, but she couldn’t. It’s not because her baby was kicking her ribs like his personal football field, but because of the King.

At the point, she couldn’t take it any longer. She got up from the bed, staring at the hourglass at her bedside table. It’s so late at night.

Reaching for her nightrobe, she slid her arms into it and strode towards her door. The walk to the King’s Chambers was quiet.

The two men standing guard saw her and became worried. One of them shook his head as she walked closer.

“The King does not want to be dist—”

“Please. Let me go in. He has been in there for a long time, I know you’re as worried about him as we all are.” She explained in a plea, “Do not worry,I will not put you or your job in danger because of this.”

They hesitated. Turned and looked at each other worriedly. Then, they faced her again and nodded affirmatively.

She thanked them before she took a step towards the door, and knocked on it. When she didn’t hear any Royal Command to come in, she became more worried.

The door squeaked loudly as she opened it and walked inside it. The room was empty. She walked towards the closed door of his inner chamber,and stared at the door worriedly.