The Alpha King's Hated Slave novel Chapter 42

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Coza started whipping his bloody back again.

He gave no reaction, but he could feel his own skin at his back ripping open with each stroke of the whip at the bleeding wound.

Then, he felt a weight on top of him. Declan had fallen on him, shielding his body with his. Declan is twenty two, when he was twenty-nine.

Declan, who's always been 'the pretty boy' as the guards like to call him. They like to pick on him, but Lucien always shielded and protected him. No matter what he had to do to protect him.

Lucien had a lot of weaknesses back in captivity because he cared about all his people, but Declan was his greatest weakness.

Coza was furious, he started whipping Declan instead.

Declan's hoarse shouts filled the air with each stroke of the whip but he never got up.

Lucien had tried to move...to protect Declan, but he couldn't move his body. Lucien always tries to protect Declan just as much as Declan always tries to protect him.

Declan is no slave, he can't take intense torture. Lucien always tries to protect him, but that day...he was unable to.

They whipped him so badly, Declan was almost unconscious when suddenly, King Cone's arrival was announced.

Lucien wasn't at the right frame of mind but he heard Cone asking what was happening. When Coza told him, he'd laughed at 'Declan's stupidity.'

Then, he'd ordered Coza to whip Declan some more and to fuck him.

"Let's see how the tough prince can take it." He'd added, laughing maniacally.

It was the last straw Lucien. His mind was shouting the words 'NOOO!!' but his mouth couldn't talk. His body wouldn't move from the ground no matter how he tried to move it.

Coza, who swings both ways, was all too happy with the command.

It gave him greater happiness because he knows that it's a great way to hurt Lucien...to mess with Lucien. Hurting Declan.

Lucien could remember pleading with Cone for the first time in years. He begged Cone. It was a mistake, because it only gave Cone joy.

Cone had laughed at him, walked closer and dragged him by the hair, forcing his neck so back it almost crack, the metal from his collar bruising the back of his neck.

"Why don't you watch?" He'd leaned closer to his ears and whispered, "Hear his screams and know that he's being tortured right in front of you and you can do nothing to stop it."

And his words had been right.

He'd laid there on the ground, his eyes watching it happen but he could do nothing to stop it. It had torn him apart.

It's the first time he was unable to protect Declan. And that was the day they took the boy from him. The day, they bathed in his blood.

Declan's howls of pain was one he never forgot. Not only did Coza rape his body, the bloody monster used his knife to shred his already-bloody back open.

Coza had used his knife to design Declan's back just to see how much blood can follow the trail of his knife...

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Lucien shot up from the bed, his breathing erratic. Sweat poured down from his body.

The bad dream and memory had his black heart so tight in his chest, he gripped his chest with his hand just to stop the pain. It doesn't work.

It was all fresh in his mind like it happened yesterday....like it happened earlier in the day at the courtroom.

All the pain he felt with each howl Declan let out as life was sucked right out of him, came right back to Lucien's mind threatening to suffocate him.

All the pain he felt as he watched the life sucked out of Declan wrapped their invisible hand around his neck like the collar he wore for ten years, and choked him, cutting off his breath.