The Alpha King's Hated Slave novel Chapter 22

Sally led the King and Baski to the particular dungeon where Vetta held Danika.

When Sally entered the cave, Vetta was ready to laugh at her for her incompetence and stupidity, and she was ready to tell her to get out because no amount of pleading will save her princess from her hand.

She opened her mouth, but the words were immediately cut off when Lucien strode right behind the little slave.

The shock on Vetta's face was massive.

"M-My King!" She stuttered out in shock, bowing her head.

But none of them were staring at her. The king, Baski and Sally's eyes were on a very unconscious Danika who's back was so bloody, the strokes of whip visible....some of it tearing her skin open.

"Oh, Creator...!" Sally started crying again so openingly, but she didn't reach for her princess. The king is there and he hasn't ordered this.

"My king, I---"

"Save it, Vetta." He groaned in a low voice.

Vetta snapped her mouth shut, her heart in her throat. She expected the king to compliment her for making that daughter of a monster hurt.

But, it's almost obvious that the king doesn't share her sentiment.

Lucien's eyes took in the sight in front of him. He didn't say anything...but he didn't have to. His cold eyes got colder, his face hard as if carved out of granite.

"Sally, go and call Chad." He groaned at last.

Sally didn't need to be told twice, she ran as if her whole life depended on it. She found Chad in the servant's quarters and gave the king's message breathlessly and sorrowfully.

Chad took off in a run with her and together, they arrived back at the dungeon. "Yes, my king." Chad bowed his head, awaiting command.

"Get her from the ground. Be careful not to make her wounds hurt, and take her to her room."

Chad went to action immediately, hating the sight before him. How can the mistress do something like this

Carefully, he lifted Danika in a caveman's manner, her midriff on his shoulder, her back in the air.

He started out of the room in a hurry and Sally followed him, still sobbing her eyes out. Baski turned to follow them but the king called her name.

"Yes, my king?" She answered, so much sorrow unmasked on her face.

King Lucien didn't say anything for a full minute, that usual unreadable expression on his face.

His eyes finally held her. "Use all the herbs you can find. Take some maids into the woods and gather the best of them, even the rare ones. Use Ankola if you have to, but heal her wounds and..." He paused.

Baski waited for him to finish. Telling her to gather all these can only mean that---

".....try your best to make sure she doesn't bear the physical marks of this day on her skin." He finished.