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

Captive Slave 184

Chapter 184

Chapter 184

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Daemonikai's eyes snapped up, locking onto hers. Eyes that had been asleep mere seconds ago were now blearily open. She rubbed them to shake off the remnants of sleep.

He had to leave before the pull of this bond dragged him into a storm he was not ready to face.

"Go back to sleep." Daemonikai said crisply, turning toward the door.

"Wait, please."

He heard a shuffle and his jaw locked tight. He couldn't do this. Not now. Not like this.

"Stay over there," Daemonikai snapped. "Do not come close to me."

A sharp intake of breath came behind him, and though he did not want to-gods, he did NOT want to-Daemonikai turned to look at her.

Hurt flashed in her eyes, before she quickly masked it, swallowing tightly.

"As you wish, I would not..." her voice wavered, her hands fluttered helplessly before falling to her sides again. "I will not come closer. But please, do not leave." "Why?"

"Just...." She looked so small, even smaller than he remembered. So fragile, lost, and achingly vulnerable that every instinct within him screamed, protect.

slammed the

she pleaded, her swollen eyes

repeated, his voice

sh-shout at me, use the s-sp- spiked whip, lock me away in the Hole, anything. Just

him, cutting deeper than any royal dagger could. The last of his doubts, the denials he clung

him already knew she was truly his Soulbond, yet there was a small part of him clinging to denial. It's not true. They must be joking It's unbelievable. There's no way Ukrae and the fates would do this to me. Evie had always told

voice. His beast had called her mine more times than he could count. If that hadn't been enough to clue him in, the way every feeling during sex had sharpened tenfold

of control, had barely managed to keep himself from losing it with her. He, who did not go into rut for anyone before sex, not even his own bondmate, had taken one whiff of her scent in heat and was immediately hit with the father

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now, the mere thought of anyone-anyone at all-whipping or hurting her brought a fury so strong to his being. The need to tear apart

denying it anymore. This human girl, standing before

rose in his throat, but Daemonikai gulped

am tr-truly sorry. I tried to stay away. Lord Vladya made me swear I would, and I did try with everything in me. But when you stepped into Lord-Herod's home that morning, stopping right in front of me, I knew I was in trouble." Emeriel's shoulders slumped, eyes dropping to the floor. "This... this thing is

coming to me in

my maiden name, it's

name you

"I did not think it through. Lord Herod, he... he knew about my predicament, and sought to protect me." Her eyes begged him to understand. "He thought after the pleasantries, we would not have any other exchanges." Daemonikai thought of that day. He had asked her

in to its demands,

so many questions he could ask, but instead he blurted out. "Did

her by surprise, like

that night, you would have given your heat to him. The whole time, I was ridden with guilt-guilt that I was stealing my high lord's woman

bear the pain. Those waves of agony. I knew I could not have you. I begged, and he declined. He didn't do it, not even when he saw me writhing, suffering. He went into a rut, and I t-threw myself at him, begging him to put me out of my misery. And

in hurried, jagged breaths. The sincerity in those blue eyes pierced through the fog of Daemonikai's anger. His beast, attuned to even the slightest falsehood,