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

Captive Slave 144

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Chapter 144

Then, there was Evie's persuasive insistence.

"A female's first heat is a delicate situation," she would remind him. "Scared, panicked, the girl is unsure of what to expect. They need to be with someone they not only trust but feel safe with. That young one chose you, my dearest. Trying to find them a compatible male is not only needless but futile and time wasting. Every moment you are not there, that girl is not only terrified, but in severe pain."

His bondmate had been right, of course. And so, Dacmonikai had always been there to help.

He made sure not to take their heats for granted, treating them with respect, making their first heat a memorable one. He had seen many first heats in his long life, he couldn't put a face to most of them anymore. But this one was different. This one felt different.

Daemonikai reached out, unable to resist the urge to touch. Genly, he combed his fingers through her silken hair. Cool and fine as moon-spun silk, they slid through his fingers like water.

Galilea was his first Syren. And, more importantly, the first female to trigger his rut before he'd even touched her.

Usually, Daemonikai needed to mount them before his primal instincts kicked in as if to assess, 'Do we care about her? Alright then.' But this...this had never happened before, not even with Evie.

"Oh, you are so defective, my dear mate," Evie used to tease him early in their bonding. He could still remember her soft laughter as she shook her head, patting his cheek. "Do not worry! I love you like that."

It used to bother him that his rut didn't trigger for his own bondmate unless he mounted her first, but thankfully, that changed two millennia later. Yet, this young Syren...

Daemonikai's eyes traced the delicate lines of her face, the long lashes resting on flushed cheeks, the bow-shaped lips slightly parted in sleep. She was so young, a mere fledgling compared to his ancient self. He felt a pang of guilt for having touched her at all.

An Urekai youngling would have been fifty to eighty years old before experiencing their first heat, remaining a youngling until at least two hundred..But Galilea...the girl didn't look to be a day over nineteen.

What the hell was Mother Nature doing to burden such a young creature with the tumultuous changes of Syrenhood and then thrust her into the fiery furnace of a full heat?

Syren traits. A knot of jealousy in his gut, an emotion he quickly buried. He liked Galilea, probably more than he liked

and he had almost killed her. Each day, the shadows in his heart

was it leading to? What would happen when he could no

needed

a sigh, Daemonikai rose from his seat

AEKERIA

was fraught with worry. Em was late.

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yesterday, but there was no gn of

restlessness increased.

here and do nothing." Ackeira paced. "What if it her full heat? What if she's scared? What if she needs me?

worry, especially if she's in heat. Ackeira shook her head, filled with so much concern. Em's upcoming heat had been a source of fear for Ackcira for so long, though she tried to hide it. To be strong for Ern. "She's going

you plan to do that? You cannot sneak

mountain of chores for her. Leaving the fortress would undoubtedly invite his wrath. "And, you can't go to Lord

worried. Was he in the woods again? Was it voluntary, or was it the feral madness? With a heavy sigh, Aekeira forced herself to sit on her bed, the worry twisting her insides

Is Lord Vladya safe?

GRAND LORD VLADYA

water off the cavern walls. He blinked, his eyes adjusting to the

the outskirts of Urai. Vladya had no memory of how he ended up here, miles from the border. His last recollection

Rising unsteadily, he stumbled towards the cave's entrance. His clothes were caked in dirt, as if he had run through every forest in the kingdom before finding refuge in this cavern." Outside, the sky

few hushed words before sending it off. Returning to the cave, he sank down onto a moss-covered boulder, clutching his aching head in his hands. And, waited. "Your Highness?" Yaz's voice broke

he rasped, his throat dry and

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