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

Chapter 312

"We did it." Amie panted, releasing her grip and wiping sweat from her brow.

Livia exhaled, steadying herself. Rising, she patted Amie's shoulder. "You did well."

The girl beamed at the praise.

Crossing the room to where Aekeira lay crumpled on the floor, they looked at her.

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The cries coming from her was small and pitiful, body shaking uncontrollably. Near her, a dark stain marred the floor where she had retched. The girl had gone into a heatstroke.

"Oh... poor Princess Aekeira," Amie said with sorrow. "I wish we could help her too."

"We cannot." The regret in Livia's voice was heavy. "She is in full heat, her body is rejecting touch."

She crouched beside the trembling princess, voice gentle. "Little one, can you hear me?"

Aekeira barely stirred.

Livia reached out, brushing the lightest touch against her leg.

The reaction was immediate-

Aekeira flinched violently, letting out a sharp whine of pain as she recoiled from the contact.

Livia shook her head. "We can do nothing for her."

The door swung open and Lord Ottai stepped in, looking tensed.

"How are things in here?" His gaze fell to Emeriel's motionless form on the floor. "I stopped hearing her voice. Is she alright?"

Livia nodded. "For now, she is stable. Lost consciousness after a strong release. And out there?"

"Not pretty." Lord Ottai rubbed a hand over his face. "Everyone except the bonded males has been affected by their scent- including my own head guard, who was supposed to help me hold the others back. Now, I rely on my bonded soldiers immuned, but they are few.

"Do you think Lord Vladya and the King are near? Aekeira has gone

into heatstroke. Emeriel's mini-

heat is far worse than her previous ones. I am concerned."

Ottai's jaw tautened, saying nothing.

At last, he released a quiet, weary

sigh. "What I do know is, wherever they are... they must be doing everything within their power to get here. That's

what I count on."

drifted through the haze of Emeriel's

Daemon?

leapt, but as she listened more closely, she realized it was Lord Ottai and

upright. But thankfully the agony had receded

rang out as Emeriel

suddenly

check her temperature. “How do

parched throat, Emeriel struggled to her feet, swaying as the

Livia was there

is Ackeira...?" Emeriel asked. "I need to

her with regret. "She is not doing well. Just got out of yet

through Emeriel's lower belly as she tried to

teeth, as she moved

Slick with sweat, her taut nipples red and raw from her own desperate attempts to find relief.

crawled the rest

contact, Emeriel,

heed, Emeriel brushed her fingers over her sister's arm. "Keira, honey... I'm here. I'm right

strangled moan, Aekeira turned her head, leaning into Emeriel like

starved kitten.

Her voice was the

down Emeriel's cheeks as she pulled Aekeira into the crook of her arm. "Yes, it

trembling body to rest comfortably

clutching tightly to Emeriel's arm, her sister cried. "I don't know

this, Em." Wincing in between heavy breaths. "I hurt everywhere. There

will not go out. And the more I

the way it is, my

of the corner of her eye, Emeriel saw Lord

watching them with worry.

a room with a male, yet Emeriel could not care less. Bending, she

will get

know how much longer... I can bear this. I don't think I

of your life. You always told me nothing good comes easily, right? See this agony as a new, shining light it is. We will get through this

stiff, panic creeping into her voice. "Em... oh my

Another wave was coming.

soon," she whispered firmly, not just to convince her sister but herself too.

of sheer anguish tore from Aekeira as another contraction ripped her a

"Oh, gods-

fingers into her own hair and pulling

her hands to

herself, holding

tight while crying helplessly.

her sister break

her arms, yet there

do to ease her suffering. To end this pain devouring her Whole.