Protect Me Alpha King novel Chapter 53

In an instant, I closed the distance between us and put both of my hands on the hemline of the alpha king's hemline of his shirt while painting a smile on my lips.

Alpha King Maxxwell did not like my smile, and his suspicions grew.

Oops.

I wiped my smile.

Raising his eyebrows, he looked at me using his penetrating eyes, which I returned with the same intensity.

"You're planning something, River. Whatever that is, you drop it. I have no time to play with your games."

That was the alpha king. Nothing slipped under his nose.

I beamed at him, pretending he did not catch me. "I don't understand what you are talking about, Your Majesty. I'm just helping you take a bath. Nothing else."

He narrowed his gaze at me. "You smiled sweetly, but something's telling me you have an evil plan."

"Evil? I don't have evil plans, Your Majesty," I retorted with an innocent look on my face. "May I?" I asked before I took off his jacket, followed by his undershirt, and set them aside.

I stopped when I saw his chest, my brows meeting in a straight line.

"You're wounded," I muttered under my breath. Another slash was on his chest. Small. The blood has already dried. But I knew it hurt. A lot. That was why he was walking slower than usual. He suffered a lot by returning to his chamber, but I did not hear anything from him. "I thought the alpha king was invisible," I added. "This hurt a lot, Your Majesty. The pack doctor will do a nice job of healing this."

Using my fingertips, I traced his wounds and the cuts all over his chest. Surprisingly, he let me. And was carefully watching me.

"One rogue slipped, and before I saw it, he was able to use his knife and cut my skin. Bastard. Isagani informed me that a group of rogue bandits could penetrate the territory, and we went to the location. They ambushed us. Fight broke. They lost. Yada. Yada."

My hand stopped on his nipples. "Where is that rogue, Your Majesty?"

His eyes glinted. "Dead. Like his comrades," he spat. "They will have their reunion at the Underworld."

A shiver ran down my spine as images of what might happen flashed in my memories. Blood. All I saw was endless blood. My head spun, and I asked for the alpha king's support.

"You okay? Go back, River. Let me handle this." There was a hint of worry in his voice.

Not until you mark me, Maxxwell. So you better gather yourself together, River.

Forgetting the blood, I drew a breath and looked at the alpha king again.

"I'm okay, Your Majesty. It's just that I am never fond of the sight of blood. It makes my stomach upset. But everything is okay now. I promise."

"Don't overdo yourself."

"For a slave like me, it seemed you are concerned about my well-being, Your Majesty, which I should be doing for you. You are the one who is wounded. Not me."

"I still wanted you to be useful. If you are no longer benefiting me, I will toss you around as if you are a piece of rug, River."

I clenched my fist on both sides. Fudge.

Don't let it affect you. Do not ruin your plan.

"I understand, Your Majesty." Inhaling deeply, I said, "About your wounds, Your Majesty. Do you want me to call the pack doctor and ask him to check on you?"

He shook his head. "The people will only get worried."

"They will not know, Your Majesty."

"They will know. The servants will talk. They seemed to know everything happening in the four walls of the palace," he said softly.

So it was up to me again. I will be the one who will heal him during his sleep.

I did not want him to be weak. He had to be strong. Tristan's herbal medicine will be put to good use now.