The Forced Maiden For The Cursed Alpha King by Josephine Ivy

Chapter 30

SABRINA’S POV

My screams were muffled by the pillow pressed into my face with every malicious intent behind it.

Panic seized my heart and I saw my life flash before my eyes. I struggled against the pillow, my legs thrashing as I tried to swerve my body out of the way. I reached out, frantically searching for whoever was behind the pillow. I met a pair of hands and I did the first thing that came to my mind.

I scratched.

And I scratched with all my might. I didn’t stop till I felt blood staining my fingers. My assailant screamed, and for two seconds. their hold faltered up. That was enough time I needed. I shoved the pillow out of my face and jumped off the bed.

My room was dark, save for a flickering candle. The light wasn’t enough to illuminate the face of my assassin. But I would recognize that luscious blond hair anywhere.

“Blair?!” I shouted.

She turned and ran out of the room. I stood frozen for two seconds, then I ran after her. I bolted out of the room and into the hallway. That bitch was fast, I had to give it to her. I saw a whisper of blond hair and white clothes down the corner and she was gone.

I walked back into my room and shut the door behind me. I slid down the door and pressed my back firmly into the door. I hugged my knees to my chest, and I felt the tremors begin to register.

Blair had just tried to suffocate me in my sleep. If she has succeeded, I would have been dead by morning.

Whipping me and setting my room on fire was one thing. But actually trying to kill me, that was another thing all together.

The candle went off, plunging my room into darkness. For the first time in my life, I felt scared of the dark.

What if she comes back?

I pressed closer into the door. Even if she did return, I would feel it before she came in.

Blair just tried to kill me. This shit is getting out of hand.

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The next morning, everything went on as normal. So normal it felt like I had dreamt last night up. I saw Blair as I headed to my duties with the king, and she didn’t even act like she knew me. One glance and.she went about her day.

I was very sure she was in my room last night. I saw her arms where I had scratched were wrapped in bandages.

And yet she acted like nothing happened.

things to do. And my day went on

happened. But who? Lady Nifra won’t even care. In her eyes, Blair can do no damn wrong. And will she believe my words over Blair’s? No. It’s that simple.

The king?

absurdity of it all. He doesn’t give two flying fucks about me. Going to him is pointless. He won’t even bat an eyelid at me. And the last thing i want is to seek his help. I’m humiliated enough as is, anymore will kill me before Blair

me

let him know. He’s the only one who would believe me. And perhaps something will

Blair.

I focused on my work and did all my duties. I finished early, before the sun

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“Come here.”

Fuck.

my damned

the chandelier. I would have loved to open a window and watch the sunlight bounce off the

majesty stopped me in

him, biting my lip hard. “Your majesty.” I said softly.

are you going?” He

with my duties, and I was returning to my room.”

no need for that.” He said. “Come with

tip of my tongue to curse at him, but I shoved the urge down. Instead

will you have

a stupid question to ask. A silly question indeed.

showed me a library.

the books were on the ground. Not one was on the shelves. And everything was covered in a thick sheet of dust. When was the last time this

the books back into the shelves

meet the King’s gaze, unable to keep quiet anymore. “Your majesty!” I cried, my voice bordering on whiny.

can call me whiny for all

it, but he looked amused. Faintly

intense as ever.

felt frustrated. Tears clogged my throat and I wanted to cry. come on, for heavens sake! I just recovered from a bad whipping! And now I have to do more

the library. Sure it was smaller than his library…but this task will take me all damned night! If I finish

The king commanded.

him to double the task for looking at him the wrong way. So I bowed, keeping my

this night. Meaning I’d have to wait for tomorrow to tell

books by genre. He’s really