Captive Slave 105

Chapter 105

Emeriel's heart skipped a beat, then began to race.

He quickly finished dressing, his fingers fumbling with the fastenings of his tunic in his haste. With a final deep breath, he stepped out of his quarters and followed the soldier towards the imposing structure that housed Lord Vladya.

Upon arrival, he was ushered to the door of the grand lord's private study. The Urekai maid who had escorted him withdrew, leaving Emeriel alone in front of the ornately carved wooden door. Raising his hand to knock, a knot of anxiety formed in his stomach. After a moment's hesitation, he rapped his knuckles against it.

"Enter," Lord Vladya's deep voice rumbled from within.

Emeriel stepped into the familiar study, the heavy door clicking shut behind him with a soft thud. The air hung heavy with the scent of old parchment and beeswax candles.

Lord Vladya leaned casually against his desk, arms folded across his chest. His piercing gray eyes bore into Emeriel, their intensity sending a shiver down his spine.

"My Lord, I came by the other morning as you summoned, but I was informed you had already left for court Emeriel began, wetting his lips nervously,

"You are Daemonikai's Soulbond," Lord Vladya stated without preamble.

Emeriel's body jolted in surprise, Lord Vladya's words hit him with the force of a physical blow

His eyes widened, the pupils dilating into dark pools of shock, mirroring the raw panic seizing his heart.

How did he know?

I d-do not think I

Lord Vladya repeated, his voice unwavering. He paused, as if to allow the weight of his words to sink in before adding calmly. "Choose your next words carefully, Emeriel I behead those that lie to my face." Unable to meet the intensity of the grand lord's gaze, Emeriel averted his eyes, his breath

"I have asked myself repeatedly why I did not see it sooner. It was right there, staring me in the face. The way a feral beast-a creature devoid of reason and thought-fixated on you. The inexplicable events that unfolded around you. The beast storming into court to save you. The primal rage that erupted from him at the scent of another male on you, which led to a violent escape and a brutal killing. Its desires to specifically mount you. And then, there's your blood." Lord Vladya straightened, his

pounded in his chest, threatening

desperately gulping in

never imagined a female could live within Ravenshadow Citadel, right under our noses, under my own roof here in Blackstone,

h-highness," Emeriel gulped, instinctively retreating as Lord Vladya closed the

grasp the missing piece, everything else falls into place," Vladya added.

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of your royal lineage. But it was all there, wasn't it? Right under our noses, yet we remained

over her. The

in terror. Not his nearly

claws extending with a menacing hss, poised to strike. With a whimper, Emeriel squeezed her eyes shut awaiting

her shoulder as a claw dug into her tunic, tearing through the fabric. The garment ripped open, hanging in tatters above her

ripping them

blatantly exposed, a

growled, his voice a low

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