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

Chapter 313

Grand Lord Vladya knew what to expect.

As he raced through the endless stretch of woods without pause, pushing beyond his limits through the day and into the night, he knew what was happening…after all, the Oracle had told him.

And yet nothing could have truly prepared him for this sight of Aekeira. Bent over, shaking, her body wracked with the pains of heat. Her scent was thick in the air, so potent it made his head spin.

Seeing her like this–seeing himself in a rut–drove reality home.

Ackeira was in heat.

A Syren.

And he–Vladya, the male who had spent centuries drowning in loneliness, despair, and misery–had a Soulbond.

All those endless nights of unanswered questions, making peace with the idea that he would live and die alone, slipping into madness with no one to tether him…his fated mate was beside him all along.

A female born for him.

Destined for him.

Created to be his.

His woman. His mate.

Aekeira.

Frozen in place, too caught between shock and realization, Vladya only stared as Daemonikai hurried past him.

“Emeriel…,” he murmured.

The girl, wrapped around her sister, face buried against Aekeira’s forehead, heard his voice and lifted her head.

Her tear–streaked, swollen eyes staring blindly in his direction. “D–Daemon?”

“It is me, dearling.” Hunching, he gently untangled her from Aekeira and lifted her into his arms.

She instantly latched onto him, legs wrapping around his waist, fingers twisting into his hair.

“I’m so sorry you had to go through that alone.” Daemonikai’s voice was filled with deep sorrow.

“You promised…” Emeriel let out a broken sob.

Guilt carved into Daemonikai’s features. “I know I did.”

stomach, letting out a moan of sheer

sigh of regret, Daemonikai stilled her

whimpered in agony at the

to move. And once he took that

was beside her, kneeling and reaching

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quiet whine leaving her.

did not acknowledge him. Did not even

she may have slipped into another

maid who’d spoken from where

in and out of it

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thought of her suffering so much–of her body breaking over and over again under the strain because he wasn’t there–gutted

take my girl out of here with her scent this high

registered his own response. His gaze

was a low reminder. “I know this is too much to

nodded. He

Madam Livia. Amie. Lord Ottai. Until, at last,

floor, he lay beside her, his

She did not stir.

a sign.” His voice was a rasp. “I should have known it would be something so big, so undeniable, that when it came, it would be

Aekeira whimpered.

wave took her away, body

do nothing until she

dearest.” He patted her hair. “I will

beside her, he

laid Emeriel at the edge of the bed, quickly stripping off

clutching at the sheets. “Please, hurry, I need you

himself up. The scent of her heat was maddening, a call

himself against her entrance, he

Or tried to.

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tightly, resisting him. Her

pressure,

Emeriel yelped in pain, suddenly pushing at his chee, frantically