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

Captive Slave 118

Chapter 118

She had offered herself for him to feed from. Freely, willingly. Twice. It was only courteous on his part to take her to her bed.

It had nothing to do with her feeling so good in his arms or his luctance to let go. And it certainly was not because her scent so close like this was... comforting. The girl was sound asleep by the time they reached the gates of Ravenshadow. Her breathing was slow and ever, her body completely relaxed in his hold.

He did not want to give the people something new to gossip about, nor did he want to give Zaiper more ideas. So he forced himself to reluctantly give her to Yaz

In the girl's chambers, he stood at the foot of her bed, watching her sleep, his men standing guard outside the door. The rhythmic rise and fall of her chest was hypnotic.

She looked even younger. Peaceful. So disgustingly beautiful.

Her hair fanned out on the pillow like a dark halo, and her lips were slightly parted, a portrait of peaceful innocence.

"I am madder at you than the rest of your kind, Aekeira. I was perfectly okay until you came along. I should have never ventured to Navia with Ottai. We should have gone to another hieman kingdom," he sighed, his voice a low murmur in the quiet room. Are you sure? His mind asked.

The girl distracted him, made him feel things he never wanted to feel again, got under his skin, and made him so out of control, and he hated all of it.

But the truth was, he wanted the girl here anyway. Here in Urai, in Ravenshadow. Here in Blackstone.

He had no idea why. He was not even sure he liked the girl, and yet, the thought of never seeing her again was simply.. unacceptable.

He took a deep breath, her scent lingering in the air, sweet and intoxicating. "What have you done to me, you sexy little witch?

D LORD VLADYA

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half-shifted into their beast forms, fur mingling

the transformation, with the balance of beast and man unpredictable at

forest was alive with the sounds of nocturnal creatures, the rustling of leaves, and the distant

from a tree with feline grace, snatching an antelope mid-stride and tearing its head away with a

Daemon announced, hoisting his prize with a grin that gleamed in

The thrill of the hunt, Daemon's sharp reflexes, his excitement over a kill. Even his gloating on their way back after getting more game than Vladya. The forest air was cool against his skin, the scent of pine and

alright, enough bragging." Vladya said, trying to mask

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fangs. "Four to two, my friend. Perhaps if you stopped lurking in the shadows like a skittish doe, you'd

strained, tight around the edges. Vladya studied him, realizing how rare it had become to see Daemonikai genuinely smile. It made his

cared for. Now, they seemed forced, as if he had to drag them from

brows knitted in concern, his

you," he challenged, taking off in

Daemonikai gave chase..

rush of adrenaline through Vladya's veins, momentarily clearing the

the moon's glow. The towering spires of Ravenshadow loomed in the distance, a comforting silhouette in the vast wilderness. "You seem more at ease than yesterday. Another visit to Merilyn presume?" Daemonikal observed, staring

Vladya's mind. He shook his head to clear it "No, but you

hint of concern laced Daemonikas words.

anyone else, Vladya

A girl," he confessed, the memory of her

sharpened, his surprise