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.

few paces away, bathed in the

was seized and flung into the trees, his agonizing screams reverberating through the forest. One by one, the men were killed, each in a more gruesome way than the last. Their cries of terror mingled with the nauseating sounds of flesh tearing

with fear. Finally the figure stepped into the light, revealing

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

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

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

with the sounds of breaking

first time she had ever seen him

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did it effortlessly. Unfeelingly. Did

once. Only now did she grasp how easily he could make

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

her legs ached, the darkness swallowing her whole. Eventually, she collapsed against a tree; gasping for air. The silence

twig snapped nearby and Aekeira froze, her eyes darting into

her instincts

time, she did not get far. A strong hand grabbed her from behind, and she

Vladya's voice rasped, his breath hot against her skin. His grip tightened on her waist, possessively. "I enjoyed

you stink of the human?" His voice was guttural. More beast than male. Aekeira frantically wiped her hand on her

All I want is to bury myself deep inside

you

cannot walk for weeks. I wish for you

you

usual arousal he ignited in her; this was something more. A powerful compulsion urging her to submit. "What are you... doing?" It was