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

Your Grace, you have a beautiful baby

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beside each other in chairs that had been brought in, each

beside him. Outside the walls, the celebration had begun–bonfires lit across the city, laughter echoing as the people rejoiced. For the first time on an eclipse moon night, there was no fear. Only joy.

borders, keeping the lands safe. The vampires were scattered or dead. Urekai

returning to his duties. Morina was unwell tonight, and he

son with eyes that could barely contain the emotion. “Look

said quietly.

to spoil him rotten,” Vladya

Daemonikai’s throat. “You will not. That’s your heir. You do not

sideways. “But the second one?”

chuckled. “All bets are

did with Myka and Alvin?” Vladya said absently–then stiffened. The words registered. He stilled.

“They’re not forbidden memories, Vladya. Myka, Alvin, Evie–they were my family. They are gone, yes. But I carry them in

in a better place now.”

am. And you are

chest can’t contain it all.

back to the mountains. Ask the Oracle to attempt the

“First thing in the morning. I’m ready now.”

sudden and deep it felt like an invisible fist had plunged into his ribs

doubling

jolted. “Daemonikai? What is it? What just

his chest

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his arms. “She’s dead, then.” A pause. “I wonder what happened”

Sinai is gone.

emptiness where the bond once pulsed steadily within him, Daemonikai absorbed the truth.

bad. I wanted to do

blackened heart from her chest and feed it back to her.

she betrayed Zaiper and sent the message that ultimately helped bring about his

his chest, he felt a strange sense of fulfillment.

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over two thousand years. Drunk from her. Been nourished by her. As much as bitterness and betrayal had torn them

firm. “She had a hand in some of the most despicable crimes

right,” Daemonikai stated.

door swung