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

Chapter 227

That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate Chapter 227

The Soulbond had torn him to pieces.

But if it had been that excruciating for him, Daemonikai shuddered to think how much worse it must have been for Emeriel.

She had carried the bond longer, nurtured it more deeply.

"Are you alright?" Her voice brought him back to the present. She was standing in front of him, her expression cool but her eyes searching. No. No, I'm not, Emeriel.

She was stronger than he'd ever given her credit for. Far stronger than her delicate frame suggested. Not just physically, but in every other way.

She had walked through fire, and it had changed her. Hardened her. It was evident in every aspect of her being - the way she moved, spoke, and looked. The guarded expression in her eyes. Will she ever forgive me? Will she ever give us a chance?

Daemonikai let the bow and arrow slip from his grasp, clattering to the ground, and in one fast move, seized her shoulders and spun her around.

Moving with lightning speed, he pressed her against the rough bark of a nearby tree.

"What are you doing!?" Emeriel gasped, startled.

"I need you to listen to me, Emeriel," Daemonikai said quietly.

"No, don't." Fire blazed in her eyes, and her fists clenched against his hold. "Do not!"

"I need to-"

"Let me go! I do not want to hear it." Desperation seeped into her voice, her tone rising...frantic.

don't want to hear

"But I have to."

began to struggle, fighting him with a

scratching anywhere

strength. Or

her sides, his body

she whispered, her head tilted back against the

eyes were squeezed shut, as if trying to block him out. "Just

and the bottom of my soul, I am so sorry. I should have never sent you away.

her, apologetic. "I regret sending you away. Words are feeble, and I'm not

sought to give me one. I guess I should have seen it coming. After all, we had already agreed there was no

squeeze his eyes shut. His own words repeated back to him. And

owned your heart and soul as long as you drew breath. So yes, I should have expected

shut eyes relaxed and slowly opened, staring blankly somewhere beyond Daemonikai's face. "But if you were going to tear my heart out, crush it to pieces, and hand the remains over to me, the

least you could have done was give me

bond went to sleep a years ago, it would end, wouldn't you? But no, the wounds kept spreading until every part of me was raw and scabbed,

"I am sorry. I didn't think it through at that moment. I thought setting you free was the best decision. I was hurting, Emeriel. Overwhelmed. I never meant to hurt you this way. Please believe

hurts the most, you know." Her lips trembled with a bitter,

an aggrieved man beneath it all. A male whose world came crashing down and forced

hit the tree behind her, the impact making a dull thud. "I only wish it helped with the pain." When her head made impact again, Daemonikai

to numb the pain inside by inflicting one on herself on the

a house over my grave," she whispered, not missing a beat. "I lost count of how many times I wished for death.

look remained. "However, it took losing the best part of me to crawl out of my grave. I had to lose something so precious to claw my way

tears in her eyes, only resignation. Acceptance. And that twisted his damn

dry eyes and detached tone struck