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

Chapter 225

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.

want

"But I have to."

to struggle, fighting him with a fierceness that surprised

scratching anywhere she

physical strength. Or how angrily she would

subdued her, pinning her hands to her sides, his body pressed firmly

whispered, her head tilted back against the tree trunk,

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

I am so sorry. I should have

are feeble, and I'm not good

a choice in anything, and you sought to give me one. I guess I should have seen it

to squeeze his eyes shut. His own words repeated back to him. And there was more where those

your late bondmate owned your heart and soul as long as you

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

you could have

think when the bond went to sleep a years ago, it would end, wouldn't you? But no, the wounds kept spreading

didn't think it through at that moment. I thought setting you free was the best decision. I was hurting, Emeriel. Overwhelmed.

hurts the most, you know." Her lips trembled

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

dull thud. "I only wish it helped with the pain." When her head

and again, as if trying to numb the pain inside by inflicting one on herself

the tree and her skull. "Don't do that, please." "The pain buried me alive and built a house over my grave," she whispered, not missing a beat. "I lost count of how many times I

took losing the best part of me to crawl out of my grave. I had

no tears in her eyes, only resignation. Acceptance. And

and detached tone struck

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