THE PROPERTY OF THE ALPHA PRINCEBY WILDFLOWERCHAPTER 12: A SAFE HAVEN“Get me the bowel, and rag, Michelle, honey.” The older woman voices rang out from her room, as she struggled to get to the parlor on her own.“Coming, Mrs. Danni.” Michelle, carried the bowl, and rag to the parlor, to the living room, as she quickly dropped it, and rushed to the older woman, helping her to sit down at a nearby couch.“Mrs. Danni, you shouldn’t have bother coming out from the room, I would have brought it inside, to you or you should have called me to get you your walking stick. Have you forgotten you had a bad back? You shouldn’t be putting too much stress on yourself.” Michelle said handing her the bowl, and rag as the older woman took, it gratefully.“It is okay, my wee child. I feel like you are scolding me, like a child. I believe walking to the parlor from the room won’t be the death of me, besides, I didn’t want to bother you much, since you were cooking. It was bad enough I had to ask for

CONTINUATION FROM LAST POVHours, later, Prince Michael against his will, paced around his chambers, as the old woman applied, all the treatments, she could minister to the slave, who was still lying motionless, in the bed. The old woman shook, her head she had sent the head of security out after he had gotten her the things she requested for, yet she couldn’t order her prince, future ruler of the Northern Isles, out of the room and at the same time, she couldn’t concentrate with him, being in the room. She needed him out so that she could work, in peace.Sighing, for the umpteenth time, she said,You know, pacing around isn’t going to help the slave situation, rather it will worsen it. The air seems still here, why don’t you spend a night with the mistress. You know, clear your mind off things, by tomorrow I will have a full diagnosis to give you.Prince Michael paused in his tracks, as he said,“I am only concerned about the money, that I am going to lose, if I don’t get her ready f

A NIGHT OF TORMENTHours, later Ambrosia was sleeping deeply on Prince Michael’s chest but he was still wide awake. His eyes staring still at the ceiling, as his breathing became slow, and labored. He couldn’t understand his restlessness. He was able to sleep, before but this night was different. The demons were restless, as they taunted him, and poked at his brain, but he was able to deal, with his monsters before, usually they were from his past, during the time of his slavery. He had these demons, from close to 19 years, since he was a slave, from the tender age of eight.He knew, all his demons, hell even named them, but tonight he, didn’t know what was happening. It seems like new ones had been added to his life, and he didn’t know which was more dangerous. He could hear the thoughts and voices, ironically it sounded like the slave. Her voice, ever so proud, as it chanted to him, in his ears over and over again.“My name is Princess Eretria. Only friends and people of royal statu

FIRST DAY AS A SLAVEEra, was almost choking for breath, it seemed that the prince wasn’t ready to let her go. He seemed lost for a moment, that he wasn’t seeing what was happening. Meanwhile, the Prince saw Gadreel, smirking at him, his eyes as vicious as ever, and his smirk, his loathing smirk.“I thought I had killed you. I made sure that you were dead, and how are you still alive? Never mind, you will die by my hands now, and now I am done. I will make sure that I will personally burn your bones, and keep the ashes in my throne room, as an ornament.” Prince Michael said as Era shivered. She didn’t know what to do, but she wasn’t dead. was he mistaking her for her father? Panic quickly surged through her as she increased her velocity to tug harder at his arms. With the smirk on his face, she knew that she was going to die.Meanwhile, he was angry and furious, even after getting him, in his arms Michael wasn’t satisfied he wanted him to suffer. He wanted him to gasp out for air, and

A DAY IN THE MINES“How did you know that? Era asked looking at Amber who shook her head, slowly.“Sometimes you amaze me, everyone hates you for what your father did to you, so in case you didn’t notice, you are famous here. But don’t worry, I don’t hate you, that much. Amber said holding her hand.“Uhm, thank you, but why don’t you hate me? The king-my father abused all of you, and treated you as slave. Why help me out? Era asked confused as Amber handed her dried meat from the bag.I don’t hate people for the crimes, their parents committed. I believe that everyone should be held accountable for the crimes, they committed themselves, and you, well didn’t commit any crime, am I right?Possibly, but the prince…Yes, I know that the prince, heir apparent to the throne hates you, collared you and promised to make sure that you suffer, but hey, your dad kind of killed his pregnant mother, father and he couldn’t even find his little sister, so of course he will want revenge. But I know m