Mated to the Alpha: Sold to the King novel Chapter 162

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Lorelei POV

"Don’t tell me you’re actually hesitating." Darius’s voice came out cold, and I couldn’t even blame him for thinking that.

The last time he’d offered to execute Chelsea, I’d stopped him.

After everything that had happened today, he probably thought I was about to do it again.

At that, Chelsea’s face lit up with desperate hope as she too must have mistaken my silence for hesitation.

"Oh?" Nala said, unable to hide the amusement in her voice.

Tilting her head slightly, she looked between Chelsea and me before a faint smile tugged at her lips.

"It’s only been a few hours, darling. Don’t tell me you’ve already forgotten how you were on your knees, begging me to save your friend’s life."

She folded her arms across her chest, her golden eyes gleaming with quiet amusement.

"It would be such a shame if that soft heart of yours started wavering now."

The moment those words left Nala’s mouth, Chelsea’s hope only grew.

She pressed her hands together so tightly her knuckles turned white and began begging even more frantically, her voice cracking into a shrill, desperate plea.

"Please! I’ll do anything! Anything you want! Just don’t let them kill me!"

I found the entire display almost laughable.

Judging by the way Nala was biting back a smile beside me, she thought so too. She could read my emotions better than anyone here, which meant she already knew Chelsea’s desperate performance wasn’t stirring an ounce of sympathy inside me.

I took a slow step forward until I was standing directly in front of her.

Looking down, I met her tear-filled eyes without the slightest hint of emotion.

"I did nothing to you when I first came to this estate," I said, my voice calm but cold enough to silence the entire courtyard. "Yet you made my life miserable every chance you got. You humiliated me, threatened me, and hurt me over and over again."

I paused, my eyes never leaving hers.

"But this time, Chelsea... you crossed a line you can never come back from."

Chelsea’s breathing became uneven as she stared up at me in disbelief.

"Do you really think I never had the chance to kill you?" I asked quietly. "I did. More than once. Every single time, I chose to let you live. And look where that mercy got me."

A bitter smile touched my lips while the courtyard remained so silent I could hear only Chelsea’s ragged breathing.

"I hate you, Chelsea. I hate you more than I can ever put into words," I said, every word steady and painfully clear. "And I hope you die."

The moment those words left my mouth, shocked gasps swept through the crowd.

No one had expected those words to come from me.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught the cold smile that spread across Darius’s face, while Nala let out a quiet, thoroughly amused chuckle beside me.

Immediately, Chelsea’s expression cracked. The fear disappeared from her face, replaced by pure, uncontrollable hatred.

"You bitch!"

With a crazed scream, she scrambled to her feet and threw herself at me, her chained hands reaching for my throat.

But she never got close.

Before she could even touch me, Darius stepped in and drove a vicious kick straight into her stomach.

The force sent her flying backward, and she slammed onto the stone pavement with a sickening thud before curling onto her side, coughing violently as blood splattered across the ground.

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