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"

"Although fate seems to have a hand here. Well, let fate play its part, but do not force Stay away from his bloodhost, she is a vixen who will tear you apart once she

AEKERIA

Festival was everything Aekeira had imagined it would be. Standing beside Amie in the

wishes and dreams, transforming the square into a canvas of light and color. The joyous laughter and excited chatter of the crowd were infectious, a chorus of "oohs" and "ahhs" rippled through the air. Ackeira's heart was filled with joy, now

beneath the surface of this euphoria, a grating worry twisted in her gut whenever her thoughts

night had reached her ears. Em's daring act of serving the king's dinner, a maid going into full heat, and the chaos it unleashed upon the unbonded males of the fortress. Ackeira had found it hard to believe, but not as hard as she

to grab Em by the shoulders and shake some sense into her.

lose

with tears. "My heart aches for

caution and self-control when her own thoughts constantly

her belly at the mere thought

their sexual intimacy and bloodfeeding flickered through her mind,

in your

nothing" Arkeira quickly composed herself, her cheeks flushing as her gaze returned to the kaleidoscope of lights: above.

with joy. "I

"Uh-huh-

had carried her. Cradled her in his arms through

her in the woods. Those piercing gray eyes staring down at

This is Lord Vladya we're talking about, remember? He would sooner

his touch lingered like a ghost of warmness refusing to

It's Hamel. He is coming this way,

his shy smile and dimpled cheeks Hi. Have you not floated your lantern

the delicate paper orbs protectively. "Not yet. I'm not ready to let it

till morning. You can

wink

pretty tonight" His gaze lingered on

i t was a far cry