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

Captive Slave 126

Chapter 126

"Do you think he suspects?" the girl asked at last, breaking the silence.

Alviara shook her head slowly. "I doubt it. But then, who can truly know the workings of his mind?" A pause, "What is your

name

"Emeriel."

"Emeriel." The name was like a caress on Alviara's tongue. "Ah, the human prince? Stolen from court by the beast? The one whom a slave master met his end for daring to defile? It all makes sense now." The girl, Emeriel, swayed on her feet, her face pale and drawn.

Alviara reached out a hand to steady her. "Are you alright?"

"The feeding. It... uhh...."

"Blood drunk?" Alviara's eyebrows shot up in disbelief. "You feel intoxicated?"

Emeriel let out a sheepish sigh. "A little."

"Huh. Guess what they say is true. Soulbonds really are the whole package," Alviara said in disbelief, "Well, human, I will be on my way. Tonight was... interesting. Let's do it again sometime

Alviara started to walk away, then paused, turning back. "Do you want my advise?"

Emeriel shrugged, her eyes still closed.

"Hide your identity as long as you can. Nothing good will come from the discovery of your secret. That male loved his bondmate deeply, and he lost her in a way you already know. If you ask me, it is probably best if His Grace never finds out. It would likely be in your best interest"

bloodhost, she is a vixen who will tear you apart once she finds out what you are." She turned to face the exit, but looked

AEKERIA

it would be. Standing beside Amie in the

laughter and excited chatter of the crowd

euphoria, a grating worry twisted in her gut whenever her thoughts drifted to

the king's dinner, a maid going into full heat, and the chaos it unleashed upon the unbonded males

She had wanted to grab Em by the shoulders and shake some sense into her. To

to lose

aches for him. I yearn for him, like fire in my blood. Crave him

preach caution and self-control when her own thoughts constantly returned to Lord

at the mere thought of him

flickered through her mind, raising goosebumps along her

your own

composed herself, her cheeks flushing as her gaze returned to

sparkling with joy. "I

"Uh-huh-

Vladya had carried her. Cradled her in his arms through the

those strong arms encircling her, lifting her in the woods. Those piercing gray eyes staring down at

This is Lord Vladya we're talking about, remember? He would sooner kill à humani than care for one. Do

of his touch lingered like a ghost of warmness refusing

It's Hamel. He is coming this way,

smile and dimpled cheeks Hi. Have you

shook her head, clutching the delicate paper orbs protectively. "Not yet. I'm not

will float till morning. You can take your

Arkeira a knowing wink before disappearing into the

tonight" His gaze lingered

It was nothing fancy, but i t was a far cry from the drab slave uniforms