The Alpha’s Slave

Lucien’s POV:

I banged my fist on the table, and groaned in pains. Actually, my fist hasn’t been treated ever since I bruised it.

“I’m bittered, Lucien” Lady Delia started, and her words made me so angry. I know how peaceful Lady Delia is, and she hardly gets angry. Whatever it is that made her angry must be so brutal that she even called me by my first name.

“Tell me what the problem is, Lady Delia? Who is the reason for your bitterness?” I roared in anger.

“No one else but your favorite s*x slave. She’s the reason why my heart is bittered, she has bitten more than she can chew, and I want her to be punished” Lady Delia grumbled.

“My Mistress? What did she do that made you so angry?” I asked with furrowed eyebrows.

“She’s punishing the new slave brutally. She’s making the guards treat her like garbage when she’s done nothing wrong” She reported, and I smirked remorselessly.

Emery’s POV:

I watched the guards burn her feet with the fire, and I was so happy. Her feet were already so bruised that she couldn’t even afford to bring her leg down.

She was even too tired to cry because she had lost her voice. Now, when I’m done with her, I’m sure that she will never cross paths with me again.

“Please… Please have pity on me” She pleaded with me, and I rolled my eyes. What makes her think I’d like to have pity on her when I actually enjoy her suffering.

“Keep on doing what you’re doing. She needs to know that she’s just a slave” I smirked remorselessly.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open. I got up with annoyance. Who dares open the door when I told them I wanted it close?

“Who is the mannerless…” I was still speaking when I sighted Lady Delia. She’s the one who the Master listens to the most.

“Lady Delia?” I shivered in fear, I know that she’s not the kind of person who can stand being wicked to others. Who could have told her what was going on in that dungeon?

“Lady Delia… Please save me” Those were the stinky Madison’s last words before she lost consciousness. I turned my gaze away immediately.

“STOP THAT” A muscular voice that brought shivers down our spines yelled in fury.

To my greatest surprise, Stone stepped into the dungeon. All the slaves, servants and guards including myself went on our knees immediately we saw him. Did he really leave his chambers just because he wants to save her? I can’t remember when last he left his chambers except for cold night walks which no one even knows when he leaves for it.

“Who plotted this?” The Master roared, and I trembled in fear. I stared spitefully at them to cover up, but no one dares let Stone repeat his question if we don’t have a death wish.

“She did, Master” Rodolfo bowed slightly at the master who groaned in anger. He walked closer to me with fury written all over his face.

“Stand!” He yelled at me, and I quickly stood upright immediately. He looked at me like I was some ant because he’s so gigantic. Goosebumps ran down my body as he drew closer to me.

“How dare you, Emery?” Even if he spoke with a calm voice, it still echoed all over the dungeon bringing panic all over me.

“My Lord! I got your permission before doing what I did. This slave has little or no respect for me that’s why I decided to…” I was still speaking when he landed a deafening slap on my cheeks. My vision became blurry immediately, and I staggered backwards while Maria caught my arm supporting me from falling.

“You lousy slave, who gave you the audacity to do something that provoked Delia? Do you have a death wish?” He yelled at me again, and I shook my head immediately even if my ear was still ringing due to the slap he gave me.

“Unchain her” He ordered them, and they took off the chains while she slumped on the ground lifelessly. The guard Basil rushed to carry her, but he stopped him.

“Let her be! Don’t you dare lay your finger on her” Lucien’s voice brought terror to everyone. The guards stepped backwards immediately.

“Rodolfo, Basil and you. You’re nothing but a wretch” Lucien pointed at me despite the fact that I was seeing in doubles, I still know I was the one he’s referring to as a wretch.

To everyone’s surprise, Lucien went down, and carried the unconscious slave Madison on his back. We all couldn’t help but gasp in shock and confusion of course.

I couldn’t believe my eyes, didn’t he notice that she reeks of filth? Why would he carry someone who stinks so badly? Is this how important Madison is to the master?NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

He carried her, and turned to the three of us with a deadly glare.

“The three of you should go straight to the square, and wait for your punishment. The consequences of your selfish actions will be there soon” He scornfully snorted before walking away with Madison on his back still on his back.

Axel dragged me out, and we headed straight to the square immediately.

Lady Delia’s POV:

I followed Lucien immediately, we walked straight to his chambers. First, we got to the slave’s room door and I turned to Lucien.

“Aren’t you going to take her to her room, Lucien?” I furrowed my eyebrows, and he exhaled deeply shaking his head in disapproval.

“No! I’ll take her to my room. Get the herbs and roots, so that we can treat the slave” He coldly replied, and I nodded my head.

“Are you really taking her into your chambers even if she reeks of filth?” I asked again to make sure he knows exactly what he wants.

“Do as I say, Lady Delia” He snapped, and walked into his chambers.

Is this really the Lucien Smith I’ve known since he was a kid? I found myself wondering…..

TBC….