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.”

ground of her hips against his stomach, letting out a moan of

regret, Daemonikai stilled her movements with gently

in agony at the

once he

seconds, he was beside her, kneeling

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flinched, a quiet whine

Did

may have

spoken from where she

in and out of it all

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felt even worse. The thought of her suffering so much–of her body breaking over and over again under the strain

mind. “I cannot take my girl out of here with her scent this high

own response. His gaze still

a low reminder. “I know this is too much to take in, but every thought, every haze–push them far, far away until she has made it

nodded. He

left with Emeriel in his arms. One by one, the others followed. Madam Livia. Amie. Lord Ottai. Until, at

bloodied clothing, letting them fall in a heap on the floor. Lowering himself to the floor, he lay beside her, his touch feather–light as he

She did not stir.

me to look for a sign.” His voice was a rasp. “I should have known it would be

Aekeira whimpered.

heat wave took her away, body convulsing, fresh tears leaking from

do nothing until she came out of

am so deeply sorry, my dearest.” He patted her hair. “I will carry the regret of this day until the end of

beside her,

King Daemonikai laid Emeriel at the edge of

hands clutching at

know, little princess.” He smoothed a hand down her thigh, lining himself up. The scent of her heat was

her entrance, he

Or tried to.

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resisting him. Her entire holy went

applied more pressure, forcing

chee, frantically shoving at