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

Captive Slave 139

Chapter 391

Herod grabbed a quill and parchment, scribbling a hasty message.

I apologize for the insolence of this late-night request, Your Grace. But a matter of utmost urgency has arisen. I implore you to grace my estate with your presence this evening. I await your rival The Lord of Agriculture.

Herod rushed outside, the parchment clutched in his hand. Under the oak tree, he whistled sharply. message to

Within moments, a sleek messenger bird swooped down, landing on his outstretched arm. Herod attached the its leg. Watching the bird take flight, he whispered a silent prayer hoping the message would reach the grand king early. Hoping the ruler would honor his request.

GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI.

Daemonikai was no longer hunting for Vladya.

He knew the truth with every fiber of his being as he raced through the woods in the dark. His instincts had taken over. That nagging feeling had forced its way to the surface, overpowering his will.

He ran, not with purpose, but with desperation.

There was no destination in mind, and could not pinpoint the exact location he was headed. Yet, it didn't matter. He could not resist the pull. He did not want to.

He had never felt like this before. This compelling urge to be somewhere. A force that overrode his very strong concern for his missing friend.

The world blurred around him as he raced through the forest, his powerful legs eating up the distance.

Finally, he skidded to a halt at the gates of Herodis's estate, his chest heaving. The sudden stop jolted him back to a semblance of rationality. What was he doing here?

He, the grand king, trespassing on another Alpha's territory under the cover of darkness? Daemonikai had executed people for less.

the woods and continue his search

were moving forward, and with a guttural growl, Daemonikai

of metal hinges. The gates swung open, revealing a line of guards, their heads bowed in deference. Daemonikai took a single step

it crashed over him like a tidal wave.

Mine, mine, mine!

dreams. Only this time, it was much, much stronger, and smelled so much

close, before he realize

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hands in surrender. Necks bared

He wanted to destroy every male who dared to even breathe her scent. Another rear ripped from his throat, echoing rough the night. Your Grace, please

his vision blurring at the edges. Rage

voice was closer

HIGH LORD HERODIS

king pumped out pheromones like crazy-in heavy. super-aggressive bursts. Practically broadcasting his dominance through his stance

Urekai in a rut. But this

far deeper than mere attraction. If Herod hadn't known before, he knew now, Emeriel was

king shifted now, they would all be dead. Herod fought to project an aura of calm,

Herod's voice was

him, the urgency

had the grand king

blast of pheromones washed over him, forcing several soldiers to their knees. Some roll onto

a degree. The savage glint in Daemonikai's eyes dimmed slightly, replaced

he growled in a possessive rumble Herod would have sworn shook the very earth. The grand king's previously feral beast was so close to the surface that Herod couldn't imagine the kind of control the male was exerting to stop a forced shift. "Give her to me. Now," King Daemonikai

belongs to me, Lord of

eyes

choked out, raising his hands in surrender while fighting the suffocating