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?

liked Galilea, probably more than he liked

had almost killed her. Each day, the shadows in his heart grew darker. More menacing.

it leading to? What would happen when he could no

needed to

a sigh, Daemonikai rose from his seat and dressed

AEKERIA

with worry. Em was late.

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supposed to have returned yesterday,

her absence, but with each passing hour, Ackeira's restlessness increased. She had slept horribly, like a reless spirit, tossing and turning throughout the night, Where was

it her full heat? What if she's scared? What if she needs me? "You needn't worry so much,"

Em's upcoming heat had been a source of fear for Ackcira for so long, though she tried to hide

exactly do you plan to do that? You cannot sneak out of the fortress. Slave master Tyke will

of chores for her. Leaving the fortress would undoubtedly

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 into knots. It wasn't just Em she feared for. She also feared for the male who had insinuated himself into her life

Is Lord Vladya safe?

GRAND LORD VLADYA

The rhythmic drip... drip... drip... of water off the cavern walls. He blinked, his eyes adjusting to the dim light filtering through

Vladya had no memory of how he ended up here, miles from the

run through every forest in the kingdom before finding refuge

before sending it off. Returning to the cave, he sank down onto

rasped, his throat

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