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

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"With everything in me. Some days, resisting was as hard as chewing rocks. I have never felt so deprived...until I wanted you but couldn't go and get you. I could only hope that one day you would return to me."

Aekeira's eyes watered. Her heart sang.

"But I'm terrified to hope." Lord Vladya admitted as he stepped doser, and inhaled her scent. "What if I let myself hope you were mine, and you turn out not to be, like the others..."

It would break him beyond repair. Aekeira knew it. She could hear it in his voice.

And it terrified her too.

Aekeira wanted to be his. Had dreamt of it for years. But dreams were one thing; reality was another Emeriel was the Syren... and the truth was, Aekeira was not like Em.

So what if there was an obvious, irresistible attraction between them? What if his very being craved hers so deeply that his basic instincts went dormant in her absence? So what if she loved this male more than life itself, and he was now staring at her as if his entire world revolved around her? None of it mattered if they attempted the bonding ritual and it failed.

It would be over.

There was no coming back from that.

Oh yes, Aekeira was terrified too.

"I missed you terribly," Lord Vladya murmured, kissing her forehead.

"I-I..." If I go over how hard I'd missed you, I might start bawling all over again.

"It got even harder as the years passed. As my journey grew more challenging, as madness crept closer, I had regrets." He breathed in her scent, letting out a low groan. "Gods, you smell so good. I can't get enough."

barely holding

I wanted to see one last time." His arms encircled her waist. "I wanted to see your beautiful face, hear your lovely voice... one last time. I regret

just be hers? Why

please

him

you could please make me a Syren

that if we attempt a booding ritual, it would

if wishes were horses... would you let

a wet

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PRINCESS EMERIEL

Emeriel," Lord Ottai cautioned, eaning casually against the wall, as he

She replied softly, glancing at King Daemonikai's still form. "But you said it's been days since he had any kind of nourishment. If this continues, he

claws sprang out from his hands. Sharp and

immediately straightened. "Now will be the time to

her other hand on King Daemonikai's arm. "Don't do that,

murmur.

Same long, sharp claws she had

to harm, but

bit back her gasp. Instead, she squeezed gently. "Eat,

mouth opened

scent..." Lord Ottai's mouth hung open, staring at Emeriel as if she had

entering the room, a faint smile tugged at Emeriel's lips. She scooped the porridge into King Daemonikai's mouth, and he

hear you, Emeriel." "Maybe," Emeriel was equally surprised but concealing it well, She hadn't truly believed it would work. "Maybe he does." Lord Ottai hovered for the rest of the meal, watching her with awe

that he had eaten enough, before rising to

and she longed for

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