Captive Slave 177

Chapter 177

Chapter 177

EMERIEL

Emeriel swallowed tightly, and let the truth go. "My name is Emeriel."

King Daemonikai let go of the lifeless body and it fell to the ground. Dark fury gathered in his eyes, so terrifying Emeriel's heart began the drumming of doom.

"You deceived me?" He sounded calm and enraged all at once.

Emeriel shuddered. "I'm s-sorry."

Sorry. So pathetic, so inadequate. One does not weave webs of lies, and spin the kind of deception she did, and all they could say was "sorry." But Emeriel's mind has gone blank. She struggled to think, to find a way to explain herself, but the drums of doom drowned out all coherent thoughts.

The grand king said something, but Emeriel couldn't hear it. Her vision tunneled, and all she could see was his murderous face closing the distance between them.

Get up! Run away! Her mind screamed, but her body refused to obey. Rooted to the spot. Paralyzed.

He was going to kill her, Emeriel just knew it.

The world narrowed to a pinprick of light as darkness crept in. I think I'm going to faint.

her. This, this one

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her senses gradually returning to her. She was draped across the powerful, muscular back of the beast. Dressed once again in her slave garment, but her hair was unbound, cascading loosely over her shoulders. The feeling of her breasts without the usual tight bindings was hard to ignore,

forced it down. This is her beast. She had spent countless nights in its arms, had handfed and bloodfed it, even been mounted repeatedly by it. This beast had

Daemonikai. A King Daemonikai who

surroundings. They had just passed through the fortress gates where a small crowd had gathered, murmuring, and pointing at the beast. But it was the grand

carefully constructed mask, but his eyes were locked on her, penetrating and uncomfortable as usual. Emeriel looked away fast. Lord Zaiper's face was a study in

steadying her as he rose to his hind legs and shifted back into his human form.

voice cut through the

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Chapter 177

were worried," another

been so

sharp eyes had spotted her. Every head

a girl?" another high lord

crowd, Murmurs rose from the gathered people, those at the back strained to see, their voices growing louder but the soldiers quickly

grave. "What is going

see her life flashing before her eyes. Her breath hitched, and tears welled up as she pressed herself tightly into King

chest, perhaps swollen from

faces contorted in shock, anger

demanded, probably another high

something, Your Grace," another high lord's voice, this

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