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

Chapter 332

GRAND KING DAEMONIKAL

The healer stepped back, wiping her hands on a cloth. “It is confirmed. Your Grace. Your female is with child.”

Daemonikai heard the words. He even processed them, understood what they meant. And yet… “What?”

The healer smiled. Congratulations.”

That doesn’t seem right. “No one gets pregnant from a mini–heat.”

“Your female just did.”

“But, she does not have the scent of –”

“Your Highness,” she called, patiently. “She truly is pregnant.”

Pregnant.

Was this real?

After years of longing, of praying to gods who had turned deaf to his pleas, who had taken from him instead of giving… Could this truly be happening?

“A–are you sure?” His knees felt weak, and he gripped the edge of the wooden table.

“I am certain” she reassured him. “She is four to five weeks along.”

Daemonikai’s eyes shifted to Emeriel’s sleeping form, his heart drumming. She lay beneath the covers, her face serene, her breathing soft.

“Your Highness,” The healer’s voice held an emotional tremor. “I cannot believe this happened for you so quickly.”

“Congratulations, Your Grace,” Faiwick, the Royal Healer, said from the doorway, where Daemonikai had chased him earlier.

The examination had required intimate checks, and the moment Faiwick had attempted to touch Emeriel, Daemonikai’s instincts had flared. He had seized the healer by the throat and hurled him across the room.

“Do not touch my woman! Mine!” he had snarled.

the impact, had raised his hands in surrender. “Yours! I only wish to check for-”

had raged.

no choice but to flee the bedroom, leaving his second,

finish the examination.

That alone had been enough to keep Daemonikai tense, prowling, restless, his protective instincts all over the

worry chewing him up inside, wondering what was wrong with her, terrified of what it could

had

an illusion, as if his yearning soul

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control his happiness. The

need you to say it again, healer.

to be a father again.”

child!” He called out, chest heaving with laughter. Pure

open, and Vladya was suddenly there. Hot on his heels was Aekeira, who had spent the

The open door.

onto the balcony, where he threw his head back and roared.

through the celebration, through the chattering of

and fiercer. A

the elation and joy was too enormous to suppress. Even after the

His feet pounded against stone as he moved through the corridor, past the intersection, down the spiraling

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his beast form, the wind whipping around him as he circled around the citadel three time. Exulting in the release, the power in every sinew. The sharp spines of his tail beat the air, then scraped the ground. Fire that could not be held in burned his chest. She is carrying my child. My. Child.

skidded to a stop in the heart of the courtyard, lifted his head to the sky and

their knees

form, Daemonikai collapsed on the ground. Then he began to laugh. Deep, unbridled, chest

of stars. Tears blurred his vision. Still, he

does it feel?”

turn. Vladya settled himself

“I am going to be your

not? I know the depth

trouble persuading you to accept your own impending fatherhood, yet now I find myself gripped by fear.” He sprang upright, smile dimming a bit. “I dread moving from here. I fear that if I breathe wrongly, this