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

Chapter 315

Lady Merilyn had been on edge all day. The moment she heard both human princesses had gone into heat at the same time

while their males were in the mountains–she had prayed fervently for them.

Then came the news that the rulers had finally returned and the maximum relief that came with it.

But now, as she hurried through Ravenshadow’s courtyard, her heart raced with a new kind of fear. Why had the grand king summoned her?

Was everything not well? Was her master suffering a feral episode in the middle of rut? That fear unsettled her most of all.

A female in heat deserved a mate whose mind was intact, someone who could be fully present to meet their body’s demands. And this was Princess Aekeira’s first heat. The thought of her enduring it without proper care…

Merilyn quickened her steps.

By the time she reached the door, she was breathless, her nerves stretched thin. Lord Vladya’s chambers were fortified, so she could hear nothing from the outside.

She knocked, anxious. “Your Highness, it is I–Lady Merilyn. You requested my presence.”

The door swung open instantly.

A disheveled, sweaty, and utterly distressed King Daemonikai stood on the other side. His eyes wild, chest heaving, body vibrating with tension.

“Get in here.” His voice was deep, rough with rut and frustration.

Merilyn stepped in. The scent of heat and pheromones was so heavy, so potent in the air, her head spun. Desire rose, lust stirred. She fought to keep herself in check.

Her first glance landed on her master. Dressed in loose pants, his powerful frame relaxed but alert, standing by the mattress where Princess Aekeira lay asleep beneath the sheets.

Relief flooded Merilyn when she saw he was whole. Sated. In control. Aekeira was getting care. Good.

But when King Daemonikai led her into the adjoining bedchamber, all relief vanished. Princess Emeriel was a wreck.

She lay curled into herself, shaking violently, as if gripped by the coldest winter. Teeth chattering, twitching with spasms,

Soft, incoherent cries

retreated into her own mind,

Merilyn’s stomach twisted.

her, and it would not…” He ran a restless hand

helplessness filled the

sounded pained, anxious. “Why can I

to focus. Sitting beside Emeriel, she examined her closely. “Where is… my Beloved?” Her voice was so weak with clear pain. “Make it

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for the princess. She had a sense of what might be happening….and it

told the princess’s distraught male. “Very

halt. “What is the

looked down at the trembling princess. “Princess, can you

whimper was the only

she looked at the grand king. “We must

voice came from the doorway. He leaned against the frame, arms crossed, his brows pinched

pulling open the drawer and retrieving the small glass vial. Uncorking

vial carefully, she poured

between the princess’s parted lips,

heat,” Merilyn murmured, watching for a reaction. “The sleep will not

the chamber, King Daemonikai resumed pacing, agitation rolling off him in waves. Merilyn had never seen

potion worked quickly. Within moments, Emeriel’s lashes fluttered, and her head lolled to the side, her breath

cry echoed

to attention before he disappeared through the doorway, leaving only Merilyn, the grand

fierce when it settled upon her. “Tell

hesitated. “But first if you do

was certain he was about to snap. She

their mark. Running a hand over his face, he forced himself to steady his

lowered

the heat suppressants,”