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.

in the name

"Gods above...

source of the sound.

the one holding Emeriel barked. "Let us get this

off. An ear-splitting snarlipped through the air, followed by a

us, breathed another soldier, his voice burely a

the soldiers scattered like ants, their boots slapping against the stone floor, But the beast

and teeth, each strike tearing flesh and bone. Screams echoed, mixing with

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numbing his senses. He'd

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killed the last of its attackers, Emeriel stumbled forward,

out, burying his face in the creature's thick fur. "Thank you,

his massive head, accompanied by a soft, rumbling growl, conveyed

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. I refuse to believe you are as mindless as they say. I wish I could save you.

face pale. The beast lowered him to his feet but

know you're in there, somewhere. I just don't know how to reach you,

slowly moving

held his breath, his heart pounding. Was that

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

he

through his veins, and a tingling warmth followed. Emeriel yearned, with a sudden, fierce intensity, for

tilted his head, baring the vulnerable curve of his neck. "Drink," he rasped, "Please,

waiting for the invitation. A rough tongue lashed across his neck, followed by the

had begun to

GRAND LORD VLADYA

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

to tear his gaze

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

past scarred by darkness, he had never, in all his extensive life, envisioned a sight such as this. Daemonikai had broken free to answer the boy's call. The boy's