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

Vladya gripped Ackeira’s hand, whispering steady encouragements. Daemonikai held Emeriel’s tighter as she bore down, the effort wracking her body, her cries guttural.

“Good, Princess–again!”

And they did.

Over and over.

Two males–warriors, rulers, predators–turned helpless spectators as the fiercest fight they’d ever witnessed was waged right before them. A battle of life and death. Of blood and breath.

Then… a cry. A piercing, primal cry.

Daemonikai’s head snapped up as the midwife smiled, raising a small blood–slicked bundle. “You have a beautiful boy, Your Grace.”

My child.

Joy exploded in Daemonikai’s chest. He was smiling so wide it hurt, adrenaline still coursing, euphoria drowning every coherent thought.

“Here.” The midwife rose, her own eyes shimmering with tears, and gently placed the child in his arms. She was smiling as if she’d just witnessed a miracle–because she had.

Daemonikai’s hands trembled as he gathered his son close. Emeriel looked too exhausted to speak, but her eyes never left the small life they’d just created. Their boy.

“You did it. You did it, my brightest star. He’s here.”

Then another cry pierced the chamber.

Aekeira’s midwife beamed, holding up a tiny, wailing newborn. “Your Majesty, you have a son!”

Vladya’s jaw went slack for a heartbeat before splitting into a wild grin. His hands shook as he reached for the child. He and Aekeira stared down at the baby as though they were seeing the stars for the first time.

He kissed her damp forehead. “Thank you… for this gift.”

Daemonikai met Vladya’s. Both of them smiling, both blinking hard, emotion passing between them in a look that needed no words.

Emeriel looked at her sister. “We did it Keira.”

“We did,” Aekeira breathed. “We really did.”

But a moment later, Emeriel shifted uneasily. “Daemon…. something feels wrong—”

“There’s another!” her midwife gasped. “It’s coming–Princess, push!”

Daemonikai’s mouth dropped open. Another one?

Twins?

Stunned, euphoric, he could barely breathe as he held his son watching his mate bear down again. And then-

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cry echoed through the

have a beautiful

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sat beside each other

the celebration had begun–bonfires lit across the city, laughter echoing as the people rejoiced. For the first time

at the borders, keeping the lands safe. The vampires

to his duties. Morina was unwell tonight, and he was alternating between caring for her and seeing to the night’s cleanup.

gazing down at his son with eyes

Daemonikai said

him rotten,”

laugh and a scoff tore from Daemonikai’s throat. “You will not. That’s your heir. You do not spoil

sideways. “But the

“All bets are off.”

did with Myka and Alvin?” Vladya said absently–then stiffened. The words registered. He stilled. “I… Daemonikai, I

yes. But I carry them in my heart every day. I

truly in a

And you

it all. My heart’s so full it

the mountains. Ask the Oracle to attempt the final ritual again. This might be the best time

said. “First thing

so sudden and deep it

hissed, doubling

What is it? What just happened?”

his chest through

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the infant cradled in his arms. “She’s dead, then.” A pause.

Sinai is gone.

the bond

I wanted to do

chest and feed it back to

been… until she betrayed Zaiper and sent the message

he rubbed at his chest, he felt a strange sense

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nourished by her. As much as bitterness and betrayal had torn them apart, they had once been close as a master and bloodhost. And now… she was simply gone. Her @###@CHAPTER

had a hand

right,” Daemonikai

swung open.