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.”

letting out a moan of sheer relief. “Oh, that feels so

her movements

in agony at

to move. And once he took that first step, the rest

beside her,

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whine

him. Did not

may have slipped into another

who’d spoken from where she stood, head

and out of

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body breaking over and over again under the strain because

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

own response. His

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

nodded. He was

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 brushed a strand of damp hair from her face. “My

She did not stir.

rasp. “I should have known it

Aekeira whimpered.

her mouth parted in a silent scream as another heat wave took her away, body convulsing, fresh

felt helpless. He could do nothing until she came out of

my dearest.” He patted her hair. “I will carry

her,

laid Emeriel at the edge of the bed, quickly

I cannot wait-” she sobbed, her hands clutching at the

down her thigh, lining himself up. The scent of her heat

her entrance, he

Or tried to.

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clenched tightly, resisting him. Her

applied more pressure, forcing a deeper

pushing at his chee, frantically shoving