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

Chapter 491:

His instincts had been on edge all night from being away from Emeriel. She was safe, he knew, protected under Vladya’s watch. But while he trusted Vladya with his life, he didn’t trust the voices in Vladya’s head. That risk alone had kept Daemonikai’s nerves taut all night.

“Wegai,” he called out.

His head soldier appeared instantly, having stayed close all night but wisely kept his distance as ordered.

“Your Grace,” Wegai acknowledged with a bow.

“Gather the men. We’re heading back.”

They were near the garden’s entrance when Daemonikai suddenly froze, his senses locking onto something. A scent so faint it was almost a ghost in the air. But he would know that scent anywhere.

“No one moves,” he ordered.

soldiers stilled as he tracked the scent further into the garden. There, on the concrete, a

deeply, letting it fill his

missed it. From a distance, all blood smelled the same. It required a level of closeness and familiarity to notice the subtle differences. This blood was one he knew intimately. As familiar to him

was Sinai’s

“Wegai, come.”

soldier stepped up

the Ladies’ Headquarters and issue

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MISTRESS SINAI

someone is quite pleased this morning,” Daryl murmured,

first light of dawn peeked through the window, casting a soft glow over the

her nightclothes, she slid them on. “Nothing like good sex to celebrate a

kiss her. Pulling back, though, his eyes narrowed suspiciously. “Although you haven’t

a sly glance over her shoulder. “Let’s just