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

Chapter 311

Chapter 311

Now in their half-

shifts, Daemonikai and Vladya tore through the woods, breathing loud, breathing deep. The night's air howled past them, a blur of dark trees and shifting shadows.

They were no strangers to long runs. Over the years, they had pushed their endurance to its limits, testing themselves against time and terrain. But this was different.

This time, their women were in danger.

They had been running without

pause for hours, not even slowing to drink. Their bodies screamed for rest. Vision swam, limbs burned. Yet they could not stop.

"Let us cut through the Dark Woods-it's shorter," Daemonikai said, veering left.

Yes, but more dangerous." Vladya followed. "Wild animals and ferals lurk there."

We take what we must."

Plunging into the

forest, the call of wolves rose in the night. By the time they reached the heart of the woods, Daemonikai smelled them and tensed. Ferals.

Beside him. Vladya tensed too. Slowing their pace, they readied themselves for battle.

A low growl slithered through the trees.

Flickers of movement.

Within seconds, ferals surrounded them. Their hungry, glowing yellow eyes peering from the undergrowth.

Beasts lunged.

Daemonikai and Vladya moved as one, their backs pressed together.

Going for the throat, the heart, the spine...

weak points to save them a lot of time. Claws and fangs met flesh. Fast. Brutal.

More ferals poured from the treeline, their numbers endless.

They were being hunted like a feast in a famine.

Daemonikai hesitated.

Seven centuries ago, he would have slaughtered them without a second thought, but that was before he became one himself. Since his return, he had not ordered a hunt for ferals as was customary. Tonight, however, the stakes were too high. The last thing they needed was to lead a pack of bloodthirsty mad beasts back to the fortress.

So they killed.

Heads fell. Blood splattered against the ground. Bone snapped beneath their hands.

fight stretched long, the road still

to focus on the battle even as impatience course through

Emeriel was alone.

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Chapter 311

heat without

her-he would be

the battle wounds. She would be in

snapping him back to the present. Snarling, Daemonikai whirled and

in two.

dripping with blood, he lunged for another

Little star. Hold on

I beg of you.

Madam Livia was overwhelmed.

writhed on

at her own skin, begging for any

lower belly in a

raged: the kind only the scents of females in heat

Ottai

Urekai males falling into

a battlefield. Their snarls and growls echoed beyond the chamber

through the window to keep track of events,

fought to hold them

Will on those who dared to push forward, sending

Amie was shaking, wringing her hands together, on the edge of

her, Amie was shaking

through the

as she twisted on the Boer, her

"You promised! You promised!"

promised you

I would not suffer!"

herself to stay calm,

me. We need to determine if hers is

pain," Amie knelt

for longer than anyone should ever. This could be a mini coming on too

beside

Her head

Livia, glazed eyes begging. "Make it stop..." Trembling, breathing loud. "Please, Beloved... make it stop. I'm on

will be here soon," Livia said though

true. Signaling Amie to move

she added. "Stay still for

weakly, tears streaming down her face. "Will you

"Yes, I will."

trembled as she forced herself to stay

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