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

Captive Slave 160

Chapter 160

"No shit." Galeb chuckled. "The little cunt deceived us all. Finally a real reason to eliminate the boy. This crime will get him publicly executed. The Master is going to love this. A lot," Galeb aided with relish

"My thoughts exactly. We inform him upon his return, Mich agreed.

"We need to eliminate the girl. Fast," Razarr spoke up.

"Should we?" Galeb hesitated. "But. Lord Zaiper-

"Lord Zaiper is in the mountains and won't return until tomorrow or the next, depending on how fast he concludes his dealings. That girl needs to be gone sooner than that. He always wanted that boy dead." Razarr rose and began to pace, his mind racing. "Her recovery should be over soon. This time, we kill her for good."

"That boy-girl, Emeriel-is as fast as a cheetah, maybe even faster. Have you forgotten?" Galeb's lip thinned. "Knowing he's a girl makes it even more embarrassing how she outran our men last time.

"Not this time," Razarr countered with the barest hint of a smile. "It's impossible to have that much energy immediately after heat recovery."

"Why the hurry?" Mich questioned, frowning. "Why eliminate her in secret when she can be publicly executed for her crimes?" Because if Razarr's hunch was correct, that girl might be the grand king's Soulbond. She has to die. The sooner, the better.

"Deceiving the four rulers? Keeping such a secret? Making fools of them? Her crime is far too great," Mich argued. "Instead of assassination, we should make public execution the first option. We wait for the Master to return before making any move." Razarr shook his head, determination hardened his features. "Get the men ready. Once she steps out of that estate, we kill her.

GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI

By midnight, Grand King Daemonikai stepped out of the carriage, moonlight glinting off the polished surface as Wegai bowed before him. Daemonikai strode forward, his legion of soldiers falling in behind him.

It had been a long journey, and all he wanted was to retreat to his residence for some much-needed rest.

Three whole days spent on werewolf soil was no easy feat. But this particular trip had been of paramount importance. After the official matters were concluded, King Azrael had confided in him about the escalating troubles with the vampire clans. The cursed bloodsuckers were once again testing the boundaries of the werewolf lands, searching for vulnerabilities, eager to not only infiltrate but perhaps even claim territory.

a temporary solution. Urekai and Werewolves' enmity with vampires stretched back millennia, long before

if any species were to uncover the secret of the Urekai's night of

more than he cared to

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past few days, even when he was supposed to be focused on critical matters in the

her

In every way.

but when it came to her, something

the past three months. There were nights he ran the woods, hunted for sport, had been so exhausted afterward, yet hadn't found

he'd managed to find peaceful slumber in the brief moments between. Beside her,

It was beyond comprehension.

them close and never let go. Was it because he was unbonded? This was, after all, his

But unlikely.

a bond issue,

her... Galilea. Daemonikai couldn't explain

like the connections his mind was drawing, the implications they suggested. So he shut

want answers to. He'd

quarters, his servants stood waiting, a bath already drawn. His bedchamber was scented with

will be all," Daemonikai dismissed the servants as he entered the tub, letting the warm, scented water envelop

to seem like a bad idea

Galilea in his arms flashed through his mind, causing a low growl to rumble in his chest. She had been so responsive,

find a female who craved his touch, who responded to it more than his bonded mate: But the experience with Galilea had

to his simplest touch, her body melting trustingly into his. Even with his hand wrapped around her neck in a death grip, her eyes held less fear and more... trust. He could bring her to climax with a mere caress, and somehow, he knew this was not solely due to her heat. What

someone else's betrothed? His dick swollen, strained between his legs, hungry for more

heat is over. Let