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By dusk, Daemonikai slumped against the doorframe, frustration simmering beneath his skin, his energy drained.

Spending the entire day in Vladya's residence, he had observed a lot. Feral was like a slow-acting disease, typically taking ten to fifteen years to fully manifest after the first symptoms appeared. But Vladya's case was different, because he wasn't fighting his.

It had been less than two years since the signs began, and already the affliction had progressed at a pace faster than a person in his eighth year of battling the madness,

The vacant stares, the uncontrollable shift from male to beast, the insatiable hunger, and so on. Vladya's madness was closing in... with terrifying speed.

Though they remained indoors all day, they'd tried to maintain a semblance of normalcy. Working together in Vladya's study, playing cards, they even shared meals. Wegai kept the grand king informed, bringing him constant updates, but to Daemonikai, the world outside this residence was irrelevant.

His priority was Vladya's sanity.

All that mattered was Vladya.

Worst of all was seeing Vladya battle his instincts. Twice today, Daemonikai had watched as a wildness took over his friend's features. Growling and pacing the floor like a caged beast. Body coiled with tension. Battling. Resisting. Like now, he was doing it again. Fist clenched as he stomped from one end

Each time Daemonikai demanded to know what exactly Vladya was resisting stubborn set to Vladya's jaw.

another. SO

hard, he was met with a defiant glare and a

Daemonikai understood stubbornness. That, iron control, and sheer force of will were traits he and Vladya shared. He' should let it go, but curiosity wouldn't let him.

What was it that Vladya resisted so fiercely, and why did he look so utterly ravenous each time he fought back?

When they ate meals, Daemonikai had ordered extra food, assuming hunger might be the issue. It wasn't.

The wild hunger in Vladya's eyes remained.

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the room and eased into the chair, propping his boots on the table's edge, casually crossing them at the

a glare, huffing in irritation. His nose and cheek were bruised and slightly swollen from Daemonikai's blows, but it didn't seem like the male felt the pain, pacing restlessly. Somehow, the wild look in Vladya's

was done

"How many

not battling sexlust,"

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born today. Just a fresh youngling suckling on my mama's bosom," Daemonikai shot back with a straight face. Vladya

call the maids?" Daemonikai

control visibly fraying at the edges. "It's not that simple." "It

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want to hurt her," he finally admitted, his voice

she bonded? Is that why you're ashamed? Because I'll drag her here, bondmate or not." "She's not bonded wait.

herself if I have to. I care nothing for consequences or propriety right now. So, stop stalling and tell me the truth." Vladya shook his head, a rueful

night in the woods, I told you about

brows furrowed as he searched his memory. "I'm not sure I-Oh, the girl who almost quenched your thirst?

one." Vladya

the cross of his legs and settled back into the chair. "So, who is

"No one."

"Do I know her?"

"No."

you tell me anything useful, so I can find this

"No."

available will have to substitute, do you not think?" He strode towards the door. "I'm coming

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snaps of cards, interspersed by the

the uproar. "Who among you desires the honor of lying with Grand Lord Vladya?

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tombstone. One by one, the

to the females, was a sensation for them. They loved him

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