Alpha’s Virgin Wife by Baby Charlene
Chapter 196 Shilah’s Absence
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DAKOTA’S PALACE ✍️
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Raksha laid distraughtly on the bed as the lady licked him up and did everything she could. With his and the lady’s clothes off, he rendered himself to her, noticing everything she was doing, but unable to feel anything.
Her hands were stroking his d*ic*k while her tongue s*cked and licked it. She also tickled his nipples, licked his legs and did everything she could, but none was working. And angrily, Raksha pushed her away and sat up.
“My… My Prince, just give me some more minutes. I’m sure I can do it” the lady drawled.
“Get out of my room” Raksha gritted. “NOW!”
And without further hesitation, the lady put on her dress and scurried out of the room.
Alone, Raksha rested his head in his palms, feeling so scared and frustrated. He looked down at his manhood which was still as flat and fallen as it had been for days despite the numerous ple@sure it’s been receiving. Why was this happening to him? For five days now, he’s been unable to make love to a woman. No matter how much he tried, his manhood just wouldn’t erect to function. At first, he thought it was normal, but five days! It’s been five days already! How would he grow impotent over night? That wasn’t possible, It just wasn’t possible. He needed to see the Physician.
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Dyani was hoping Shilah had a good result from her conversation with the King. Figuring it was long enough, she decided to check up on her and know if she had returned.
She knocked on her door, but got no reply and decided to walk in. And when she did, she couldn’t find her in.
“Shilah?” She called anyways, thinking she would be in the toilet. “Shilah? Are you there? Are you back?”
She heard nothing still and concluded she was still with the King, but when she turned to leave, she noticed a letter on the table and picked it up. It seemed like Shilah’s handwriting to her, but unfortunately, Dyani didn’t know how to read and couldn’t tell a thing from what was written there.
But…why would Shilah write a letter? And for who? She wondered.
She folded it and decided to go check on the King’s room.
“Greetings” She greeted the guards at the door of his chambers. “Uhm …is Shilah still with the King?”
“She’s not, Queen Dyani. She left a long time ago” One of them replied, making Dyani raise a brow. She left a long time ago? Then, why wasn’t she in the room?
She turned hesitantly, having mixed thoughts. And briefly, turned again to face the guards. “Uhm….does any one of you know how to read?”
“I’m afraid not” The second guard shook his head.
Then, Dyani bobbed and left. On her way, she stared at the letter in her hand, wondering what it was and how she could possibly get to read it. Perhaps, Pishan would be able to help, but was he in the Palace? For some days now, he’s been in charge of the guards searching for the Prince. Maybe, she could just check on him.
She headed for his room and knocking on the door, was relived when he opened the door.
“Pishan” She called with a sigh. “Greetings, Pishan”.
“Greetings to you too, Dyani. Is there a problem?” The sapped-looking gamma asked, holding the door open.
“Uhm… I’m so sorry for disturbing. I just… wanted you to help read this letter for me. Can you?” She handed the letter to him and watched his expression as his eyes ran through it.
Pishan developed angst on reading the letter that started with “King Dakota”, and ended with “From Shilah”. His heart summersaulted in his chest, almost finding it difficult to breathe.
“Pishan?” Dyani furrowed her brows. “What does it say?”
And looking at her, Pishan asked: “How did you find this?”
“In… in Shilah’s room. I had gone in to look for her but only found this letter on the table. Please, tell me, what’s wrong?” Dyani asked worriedly.
“She’s left and won’t be coming until she’s found her son” He dipped his fingers into his hair.
“What???”
“I need to show it to the King” he closed the door and began walking away while the perplexed Dyani followed, almost in tears.
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The guards at the King’s door didn’t stop Pishan from going in, especially when he made them know it was very important. And walking in, he found the King standing in front of the window.
The room was a mess, but that wasn’t important to Pishan as he studied the King who seemed reserved – dressed in a long black robe.
“Greetings…. My King” He lowered his head, still standing behind him.
Dakota said nothing nor turned to look at him, and he proceeded. “Dyani found a letter in Shilah’s room, and we believe it’s meant for you”.
At the mention of the second name, Dakota c*oc*ked his head, his eyes looking less red than they had previously been. Stretching out his hand and without uttering a word, Pishan placed the letter in his hand and watched him return his face to the window.
Reading it, King Dakota felt a cut right there in his heart, one that made him lose his next breath, and the next one after that.
Swiftly, he turned to face Pishan, his eyes holding an unbelief in them.
“Who found this, Pishan?” He inquired, but before Pishan would repeat the name, he walked p@sshim and stormed out of the room.
His steps were inpatient and hurried as he marched towards Shilah’s room. Pishan and Dyani followed behind with Pishan being closer. And getting to the door, King Dakota barged in.
“Shilah!” He called, running his eyes around and checking every corner. “Shilah!”
He opened the curtains, checked the bathroom, but there was no trace of her and angrily, he kicked the table in front of him.
“WHERE IS SHE?!” He yelled and plonked himself on the bed, burying his head in his palms.
“My King…” Pishan tenderly called, but none of them were getting to Dakota.
His heart wept bitterly, recalling her last words to him:
“No amount of pain should make you treat me this way”.
Oh, no! He sent her away. How could he do this to her? How could he push her away? Why does this have to happen? If only he had known, he’d have been more gentle with her. He’d have comforted her, instead of yelling at her. And now, he was left with finding his son and finding his wife.