Chapter 16: Offense

Writer's POV King Zed appeared from the hallway and the temperature in the room dropped, each movement he made spoke of deadly aura and bled power. He sat at the head of the table. "Good evening, master." Serena greeted, a newly founded confidence exploded in her, she just had to be perfect until Isaac got her out of here. The king lifted his eyes to her, acknowledging her presence for the first time since he walked in, and she lowered her eyes in submission. "Have your seat. You'll be having dinner with me." King Zed announced. Serena gasped softly. Just like yesterday, he was requesting her to have dinner with him again today. It felt weird to her, afterall she was a slave and she was supposed to sit at his feet. Slowly, she made her way to the table, sitting far away from him in case things got violent. When was he going to ask for his coffee? She thought. "Adam." The Alpha King called, not taking his eyes off Serena. "Your Highness." Adam walked into the room, bowing slightly at hi