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.

long, the road

focus on the battle even as impatience course

Emeriel was alone.

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Chapter 311

heat

promised her-sworn to her-he would be there

the battle wounds. She would be in so much

snapping him back to

in two.

he lunged

am on my way, Little star. Hold on

I beg of you.

Madam Livia was overwhelmed.

writhed on

at her own skin, begging for any kind of

holding her lower belly in a vice grip, crying

chaos raged: the kind only the scents of

Ottai

Urekai males falling into their base instincts, circling

snarls and growls echoed beyond the chamber

watched through the window to keep track of events, and today, she

fought to hold them

Using his Alpha Will on those who dared to push forward, sending some stumbling back, and others dropping

on

Amie was shaking wail

through the

twisted on

"You promised! You promised!"

you would be

I would not suffer!"

calm, Livia moved to her,

determine if

so much pain," Amie knelt beside her. "Surely, it

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

beside Emeriel. "Hey,

Her head

begging. "Make it stop..." Trembling,

be here soon," Livia

true.

added. "Stay still for

weakly, tears streaming down her face. "Will

"Yes, I will."

body trembled as

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