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.

hands in

had

left the Head Royal Healer with no choice but to flee the bedroom, leaving his second, a

finish the examination.

the procedure, though she had stirred at times. That alone had been enough to keep Daemonikai tense, prowling, restless, his

hours, he had paced the chamber, fighting the growing worry chewing him up inside,

he had

his yearning soul

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control his happiness. The hope growing

again, healer. “My voice is fucking

be a father

He called out, chest heaving with laughter. Pure joy!

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

The open door.

it, onto the balcony, where he threw

through the celebration, through the chattering

and fiercer.

elation and joy was too enormous to suppress. Even after

whirled around and ran. His feet pounded against stone as he moved through the corridor, past the intersection,

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the citadel three time. Exulting in the release, the power in every sinew. The sharp spines of his tail beat

the heart of the courtyard,

fell to their knees around

on the ground.

skyward, watching the stretch of stars.

it

did not turn. Vladya settled himself on the ground beside him.

was still grinning. “I am going

feel. It is mesmerizing, is it not? I know the

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 dream will shatter.”