That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani

Captive Slave 97

Chapter 97

EMERIEL

Emeriel's body screamed with exhaustion.

Every rasping breath seared his lungs, every step sent tremors through his leaden limbs. Yet he ran, propelled by the blind instinct to survive.

"Damn, wish we had kept the arrow!" an assassin's voice grated behind him, followed by the ominous whisper of steel sliding

free.

Emeriel reacted without thought, a desperate lurch to the side, barely evading the unseen blade.

So close, almost there....

He never saw the hands that seized him. One moment he was running, the next a vise-like grip yanked him off his feet.

His scream choked off as he dangled, kicking uselessly against the tremendous strength. A chilling laugh echoed in his ear.

"Got you at last, pretty prince," his captor hissed, a venomous glee in the words.

"Let me go!" Emeriel shrieked, his voice cracking. The beast. hell tear you apart if you touch met Dont-

"Silenice, wretch! Do you really think you're special to our feral king?" the soldier barked into Emeriel's ear. "I will slit your throat and see how precious you are then!" The now-familiar urge returned.

A persistent rush just like that fateful day in court. This time, Emeriel did not fight it. He surrendered.

"My beloved, I need your help. My beloved, please help me," Emeriel's desperate cries echoed against the cold stone walls.

His voice trembled with fear and dread. What if the beast does not answer his plea?

"What the hell is he saying?" one of them cackled.

A roar filled the air. It tore through the silence like a guttural explosion that seemed to shake the very foundations of the fortress.

the name

"Gods above...

desperate to pinpoint the source of

Emeriel barked. "Let us get this boy

splintering wood cut him off. An ear-splitting snarlipped through

breathed another soldier,

ants, their boots slapping against the stone floor, But the beast was a blur of muscle and fury, cutting them off

each strike tearing flesh and bone. Screams echoed, mixing with the sickening scent

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numbing his senses. He'd come. His beloved came for

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beast killed the last of its attackers, Emeriel stumbled forward, throwing himself into

choked out, burying his face in the creature's

paused, its rage seeming to ebb away. A gentle nudge from his massive head, accompanied by a soft, rumbling

Emeriel whispered, his words tight with emotion. Tears welled up in his eyes. "They're going to kill you tomorrow, and I... I cannot bear it.

pulled back, his face pale. The beast lowered him to his feet but did not release

you're in there, somewhere. I just don't know how to reach you, he murmured, his voice heavy with

slowly moving to Emeriel's neck,

his heart pounding.

tell me something?" Helplessness mingled with desperate hope. "I wish I could

then, he

with a sudden, fierce intensity, for

head, baring the vulnerable curve of his neck. "Drink," he rasped, "Please, I want you to... to drink from me

been waiting for the invitation. A rough tongue lashed

had

GRAND LORD VLADYA

Lord Vladya stood frozen, hidden in the shadows. He watched, his hand

to tear his

with so many experiences bot wondrous and horrific, very little could genuinely surprise him

Yet, even with a past scarred by darkness, he had never,