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

Captive Slave 130

Chapter 130

AEKERIA

The figure remained motionless, as if frozen in time. Nothing happened.

"Forget him. He's not bothering us, is he?" the leader snarled, turning his attention back to Aekeira. "Now, my fair one, where were we?"

"Leave me alone!" Ackeira's breath hitched, shaking with rage and fear. She had been so sure it was the grand lord, yet the figure's inaction filled her with doubt. Had she been mistaken?

But her body only turned traitor for one male. And right now, it was pulsing with familiar warmth. It must be him.

Hands groped at her, lifting her garment higher, as a calloused hand clamped onto her jaw. "Hope you remain this feisty by the time we are done with you."

"Friends," a voice laced with unease broke in. "I am not at ease with this. That is definitely an Urekai. The robes are a dead giveaway."

The others faltered, bravado waning as their eyes shifted toward the shadowed figure.

"So what? They do not care what we do in our free time, and tonight, we're off-duty. Let it go, you idiot." The leader smiled, smacking the nervous man on the back of his head.

Their hesitation vanished, their focus returning to their prey. Aekeira fought with renewed desperation, trying to keep her garment down even as they cruelly forced it up, their foul breath hot on her skin.

But she was no match for their strength. She closed her eyes. A hand reached for her undergarments and-

A blood-curdling scream pierced the night.

Aekeira's eyes flew open, just in time to witness one of her assailants being violently torn away from her. His hands was ripped off and discarded like puppet dolls.

paces away,

seized and flung into the trees, his agonizing screams reverberating through the forest. One by one, the men were killed, each

figure stepped into

more beastly yellow than human gray, locked onto hers as he seized another man. Without breaking eye contact, his fangs

the man's struggles weakening with each passing moment until he hung motionless. The body was discarded with casual

mingling with the sounds of their frantic footsteps. Lord Vladya smirked at her, then turned and

of breaking bones, tearing flesh, and bodies

whimper escaped Aekeira. It was the first time she had ever

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effortlessly. Unfeelingly. Did not

drain you dry, he had told her once. Only now did she grasp how easily he could

have you not? Sometimes his behavior seemed... off. Crazy. Cruel. Lady Merilyn's voice whispered in her memory,

She ran until her lungs burned and her legs ached, the darkness swallowing her whole. Eventually, she collapsed against a tree; gasping for air. The silence of the woods was deafening, broken only by the

nearby and Aekeira froze, her

Aekeira, her

get far. A strong hand grabbed her from behind, and she shrieked as she was slammed against a

breath hot against her skin. His grip tightened on her waist, possessively. "I

lifted her hand-the same one Hansel had held-and inhaled sharply. "Why do you stink of the human?" His voice was guttural. More beast than male. Aekeira frantically

All I

you

cannot walk for weeks. I wish for you to feel nothing but

you

arousal he ignited in her; this was something more. A powerful compulsion urging her