The Alpha's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 42

Chapter 42: BLUE BLACK

The sun poured over my back as I worked tirelessly, and then I felt the sweat going down from my forehead to my entire body.

I felt dizzy, but I shook my head to shake it off and resumed my work.

It got extremely dark, and the instructor came to me. _{freewёbnoνel.com}

The whip was in his hands.

I saw the other workers, who I knew were enslaved people, standing and sneering at me.

They wanted to watch me receive the punishment.

"You haven’t finished your work, have you?" He said. "Thirty whips of the cane."

"But I’ve finished, sir," I said.

He frowned, and then I stepped aside to show him the entire mass field that was clear of weeds and had been set up for planting.

His mouth was open, as was everyone else who stood watching.

"B-b, but that’s not possible." He said it in disbelief.

I stood there, waiting for his following instructions.

There was a murmur among the crowd.

Then he frowned at me.

"Fine, you may go." He said. "Your work will resume tomorrow."

I thanked him, and he seemed surprised, and then I left the farm.

I was exhausted, and my entire body ached.

I went to the servants’ quarters and room where I had been assigned and picked out the nightgown that had been given to me.

Then I went down to where the female workers bathed.

I picked a bucket to have my bath, and I could feel the stares on me.

I went to a far corner and had my bath.

I could hear them make statements about myself and did my best to ignore them.

It was so comforting to have cool water on my body as I took my bath.

It reduced the ache in my body, and I felt refreshed.

I washed my dress and hung it to dry.

Then I put on my nightdress after I had died myself.

The girl eyed me maliciously, and I ignored them.

I hurried to the healer’s quarters and sat at my meal.

I watched him as he mixed medicines and wrote on his scrolls.

Then I remembered that I still didn’t know how to read or write.

And that meant I didn’t know the order of my schedule.

If only I could get someone to teach me.

I couldn’t trust the healer.

How sure he wouldn’t rat me out to the entire pack?

What would happen then?

Xaden would know that he had been deceived, and he would kill my entire pack and family before finally killing me.

Then I remembered all the men he had beheaded and hung their heads on the gates of the castle.

I shivered at the thought of having my head there.

I quietly ate my meal and watched the healer perform his duties.

When I was done, I washed the plates.

"Thank you," I said.

He nodded and went on with his work.

Then I took off down the hall to where I would sleep.

When I entered the bedroom, the girls were laughing and chatting, and the moment my shadow was cast inside the room, they hushed.

They all turned and looked at me with sneering glares.

I said nothing as I took my bedding, rolled it on the floor with the pillow, and laid down on my bed.

I knew that I could actually overcome her, but what would I prove to them if I did beat her up?

They would have the proof that I was exactly like my father.

"Please stop," I said to block the attacks.

But it only infuriated her further.

The punches increased until my eyes were hardly able to see.

"Beat her up!"

"Kick her!"

"Drag her hair!"

And then I felt someone drag my hair and then my leg.

And then it occurred to me that it wasn’t just me against one person.

It was a full attack from all the girls.

I sobbed as I begged them to stop.

From a corner, I saw one girl standing, scared.

Why wasn’t she joining them, too?

Was she going to help me?

She just stood there, and then she ran out.

My heart fell.

And the girls kept on beating me up.

Pulling my hair and tearing my dress.

I wept in anguish.

Then, there was a loud bang at the door.

"What is going on here?" There was a deadly and familiar male voice.

It was Xaden.