Protect Me, Alpha King - Chapter 134: Chapter 134

Emergency
"I don't think you can demand here, Your Grace. If Master Henderson finds out about this, he will punish me." The woman trembled as if recalling the painful incident. My eyes darted to her wrist and saw burned marks.
Damn that bastard.
Did he not stop abusing his people?
My eyes narrowed. "I don't get you. Earlier, you told me to escape, yet you are here, afraid of what your master will do to you after asking you for some favor."
She hung her head low and let go of her pen. "I think that perhaps someone can get you out of here. I don't want any more slaves to suffer. I saw enough." "What a hypocrite." I scoffed.
Her eyes widened. "I am not, Your Grace. I am only concerned for you," she mumbled.
"Even if I have someone to save me, I do not want to jeopardize her life." I stared at my hands. "I've seen a lot of blood and carried them every day. It's already too much for me to handle. The guilt is killing me." The woman's eyes softened. "Your Grace. I wish...I could help you."
"You want to help? Start by helping yourself." Her eyes looked at her burned marks, and she hastily put them on her back.
"This is my fault. I made a mistake."
I rolled my eyes. "Oh, come on. You don't have to defend a bastard like him. He did not deserve it. If I have the power, I will destroy this place with my own bare hands."
If Sunflower did not leave me, I could do that. But now, I was back to square one-wolf-less.
"I wish you could see so that no one could suffer."
I smiled at her. "What's your name?"
"My name is no longer important, Your Grace."
"Where is your family?"
"They resisted the slave hunters. Fought them. Protected me until their last breath, but still...they died." The woman shuddered. "It would be better if I died with them." This woman reminded me of myself. It reminded me that I was worth it.
"They want you to live."
"If being alone hurt this much, I don't want to be alone."
"Your mate will come."
"I don't want to depend on someone I barely meet when it comes to my happiness."
The woman read the records she had written. Double-checked it, and when it was already okay, she stood and put the record book on her shelf.
"You can go now, Your Grace. I hope you will change your mind and call the one who is capable of saving you. You are lucky. You have someone to rely on, unlike me."
She went back to her chair.
"So....you cannot give me what I want?"
"I...I cannot help you, Your Grace." She tidied her table. "When you go outside, a guard will be waiting for you. He will lead you to the doctor, and she will inspect your body and look for any kind of skin disease or sickness."
She.
At least it was a woman.
"I don't have any skin disease or anything like that."
As far as I remember, anyone who did not pass the doctor's inspection will either become Master Henderson's slave or be killed.
"The doctor will see for herself. Or himself. There are two doctors in the house. Again. I'm sorry if I cannot help you, Your Grace."
I exhaled a sigh. This woman constantly asked for my forgiveness even if she had no fault. "You are forgiven."
"Please take care of yourself, will you? You still are the rightful queen of the kingdom of Vernice. The alpha king cannot rule the kingdom without you. One day, he will be awakened. He will realize what kind of big mistake he has committed."
Why does everyone think that Maxxwell would change his mind? Why can't they accept that it had led to this? Pathetic fools. I no longer hoped for that to happen.
"Sure," I said, cutting off this conversation. My mood would always turn sour when someone mentioned his name. I stepped outside, and accurate to the woman's words, and someone was already waiting for
me.
It was a man whose goal was to scare everyone using his eyes. He looked like a giant, that I had to crane my neck just to see his eyes.
He looked at me with his wicked grin. "I'm dying to meet the new slave coming from the palace. I thought it would be beautiful. It turned out that what I was seeing was an ugly swan."
My lips pressed into a white slash. "I thought I would be seeing a prince, but it turned out it was an ugly toad. The ugliest of all," I retorted.
The vein in his forehead throbbed. "Bitch!" he spat. He looked like he wanted to strangle me.
"Asshole," I fought back. "Where is your master?"
"That
none of your concern, bitch," he countered and grabbed my arm forcefully.
I winced at the amount of force he was using. It looked like it would create a mark.
I tried to yank my arms, but the more he tightened his hold.
"Let me go!" I said, gritting my teeth. "Asshole!"
He smirked. "Do you think I will listen? Who are you to boss me around, bitch?"
The asshole dragged me to some place without even considering whether I was hurt. "The moment I get out of here, I will kill you," I promised.
He snickered and pushed me. I cursed when I nearly fell on the ground, but before I hit the cold floor, he pulled me up.
Damn him!
"Did your mother not teach you how to love women?"
"Shut up. I'm not talking to you!"
We turned left and then right.
The other servants we met on the way looked at me with curiosity, but when the guard glared at them, they would shift their gaze to another place.
The guard led me to another room. A woman in her lab coat waited for me. The asshole kicked my leg while pushing me inside and slammed the door shut behind me. "Jerk!" I shouted.
"You're the new slave."
I froze at the new voice.
My gaze scanned the surroundings. The place reminded me of the hospital. Everything was white. The place was cold and lonely as if many servants had already died there. "Are you a doctor?" I asked.
"Yes." Now that I observed it, two of her fingers were missing. Sensing I was looking at her hand, she put on some gloves. Hastily. "Strip."
There was no remorse in her eyes as if she had done this job a thousand times. "I won't," I answered stubbornly.
She glanced at me and looked at me from head to foot. Then, her eyes landed on my neck, especially the mark.
"You're mated." She sniffed the air. "And carried the alpha king's scent."
She may have had a lot of encounters with the alpha king that she recognized Maxxwell's scent.
My eyes widened when she vanished from my eyes, and the next time I blinked, she was already in front of me and touched my tummy. She closed her eyes. "You don't have an unborn child." Secretly, I sighed in relief. "However, it is too soon to say you're not pregnant. Conception does not start after sexual intercourse."
"It is rude when you continue blabbering about my sexual life without asking for your opinion."
She glared at me. "Do you think you still own your life now? The moment you step into this place, Master Henderson owns your life, and you are at his mercy. Now, do what I asked you to before I will do it myself. I will never do it slowly."
"You are a doctor. You should save lives."
Her hands were on my throat. "You don't have the right to lecture me, woman. Now, strip."
I stepped back when her hands closed on my neck.
I glanced at my clothes which were coated with dried blood.
"Why should you be embarrassed? Slaves don't have any dignity left."
"We still do."
"If your master ordered you to eat shit, you should."
"You don't have to be this kind of bitch," I muttered but stripped otherwise. Arguing was pointless. The moment I was naked, the cold hugged me. Disregarding it, I added, "This place has no warmth. I smell nothing but misery and death."
The doctor put her hands on my shoulders and forced me to bend my body, exposing my bottom.
My cheeks flushed in embarrassment as she poked my skin and did whatever she had to do.
My jaw clenched. Trying to forget my humiliation as she continued inspecting me as if I was some laboratory rat, I asked, "How long have you been here?"
"Nosy bitch."
"Bitch." I snickered. "Is that the only name you know here, bitch?" The woman halted her examination and forced me to stand. If looks could kill, I was already six feet below ground. "What? Can't accept the truth?"
"Do you want me to cut your tongue?"
A smile made its way to my lips. "Do it. Let's see if someone will buy me."
"Whore."
"Likewise, Doc."
The woman made me face her and held her hand in the air as if she was going to slap me. But suddenly, the door burst open.
I shrieked upon seeing a young man in his teens. His forehead was coated with sweat. For a brief moment, his eyes glanced at me, but I was fast enough to cover myself.
"Eyes elsewhere, jerk!" I snapped.
"Dion! What did I tell you about not knocking?"
"My apologies, Doctor Alice. I-It's an emergency." Dion paled. "A slave stabbed himself!"
"Fuck!" The woman called Doctor Alice cursed and left me alone. Dion threw me one last look and went after the doctor but called him.
"Hey! You're not going to lock me here, right?"
"P-please wear your clothes first, miss."
Finally. Someone who was humane. I slipped my clothes into my body, and when I was decent enough to face anyone, I went to his side.
"What happened? Who is the slave?"
"He is an alpha."
An alpha slave? How did it happen? Alpha's were strong and would not let anyone capture them without giving all the fight. And if worse comes to worse, they will kill themselves than let others catch and turn them into slaves.
I did not know, but the other part of me was curious, so I asked, "What is his name?"
"Alpha Erik."