The Alpha’s Slave

Lucien’s POV

I wanted to tell at her, I wanted to hand her over to the guards to lock her up in the hot pit of the castle. A pit where all she can do is cry, and gnash her teeth in agony. I was even going to tell them to make out hotter in three folds.

All these intentions went away the moment I saw Zara in her arms. My heart melted at the sight of her, and the moment she smiled at me.

“I’m sorry that I came unannounced with Zara. The little girl only wanted to kiss you goodnight. That’s the reason why I brought her here” Madison mumbled almost inaudibly. Of course, she was so scared, it’s written all over her face.

“Zara, were you really the one who told her to bring you here?” I asked softly touching her cheeks, and she nodded slightly.

“Hey slave! I know that you’re taking my command, and that you’re trying to do anything and everything you can tell so that my daughter will be ok again. I just want you to keep in mind that you’re not allowed to force my daughter to do something she doesn’t want to do” I glared hard at her, and she nodded her head immediately.

“It’s been a long time since you did something like this Zara. You must be really happy to have the slave by your side?” I said those words with sarcasm, and I’m sure the slave understood it that way.

“Mwah” Zara kissed my cheek the moment Madison brought her close to me. I stared at her, and tears circulated in my eyes.

Then my eyes caught with the deep scar on her arm. I tried hard to hold back my tears the moment I saw it, but I failed to.

Tears pricked my eyes hard, and the moment I blinked my eyes, they came rolling down my face, and the slave gasped in shock. Probably she never believed someone as cold-hearted as I am could shed a tear.

She quickly turned her face away, and I wiped the tears off immediately giving her a disdainful glare. I touched the scare of Zara’s arm. Zara looked at me looking very sad, her countenance changed immediately.

“I think it’s time for Zara to sleep. She’s a child, and she needs enough rest” I gulped hard.

“I’ll take her to a room immediately Master. Let’s go Zara” Madison wiped off the tears on her face, and carried her.

Madison made about three steps before I stopped her, and she halted. Gradually, she turned her gaze to me.

“Why isn’t she in her wheelchair? What if you mistakenly throw my baby down?” My voice was as stern as ever. Madison smiled a little before speaking, while Zara held her tighter.

Does this mean that my daughter doesn’t even want to be in a wheelchair? She’s probably the one who told the slave to carry her?

“Master, I saw the wheelchair in the room. I just didn’t want Zara to use the wheelchair” Madison bowed her head.

“What? You don’t want my daughter to use the wheelchair? When did you start making decisions for my daughter? And when did you start making decisions in the Castle?” I yelled at her, and she flinched.

Zara stared at me with anger, and I could see how furious she looked. Then, she burst into tears, and I exhaled deeply. Regrets was all I felt because the last thing I wanted was for Zara to get hurt again.

“I’m sorry baby” I patted her hair, and she turned her face away holding the slave tight. Really? My own daughter prefers a slave to her Father?

“Why didn’t you let her use the wheelchair? Is there any special reason why she shouldn’t use the wheelchair?” I tried as hard as I can to sound polite, but it still didn’t come out right. My voice was still a little harsh.

“Being on the wheelchair will only make Zara to feel like she’s disabled. I just want her to have a feeling that she’s just like every other child. You gave me this task master, you said I should do anything and everything I can just so your daughter will be alright because if I fail to do that I’ll lose my life. I’m not doing this because I’m afraid of losing my life, I’m doing this because this little girl deserves to be happy. I know what it means to feel rejected Master, that’s why I carried her so that she won’t feel disabled” Madison spoke up with a teary voice, and I was almost moved by her sincerity. No way! I can’t let myself get moved by this charade this slave is putting on.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

“You’re nothing not a slave. What do you stand to gain in putting up an act for my little girl” I walked closer to her, and she stepped backwards panicking.

“Hand her over, and follow me” I carried baby Zara from her, and she followed me quietly. I walked out of the chambers, and straight to the room.

She helped open the door, and I walked straight to the bed where I dropped Zara.

“Let me repeat myself again, you have to do anything you can, and everything to make sure that my daughter gets better if not I won’t hesitate to end your miserable life” I snorted, and she gulped nervously.

Zara was already dozing off after I had patted her chest for some time. I turned to leave, but then halted, and walked back to the frightened slave.

She stepped backwards, and I increased my pace. She landed her back on the wall, and a gasp escaped her lips. Furthermore, she stared at me with panic like I was going to devour her.

“Did you see any tear?” I asked with a fierce voice, and she shook her head negatively.

“I dare not, Master” She bowed her head, and I pressed my chest against hers. She could feel my breath on her forehead.

I raised her head up, and my lips drew closer to hers…..

TBC…