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

Chapter 591:

They were sprawled on the floor, the scent of blood and sex hanging thick in the air.

The once-immaculate bed was soaked in blood. The trails marked every corner of the room… everywhere he’d dragged her, taken her, ravaged her. Their intrusion made the beast pause in his feeding, head whipping around, bloody fangs bared with menace.

But as the act of drinking ceased, the last of its strength abandoned him, and the beast collapsed onto the floor beside the motionless woman. Emeriel hadn’t moved since they entered. Not a stir.

“Ukrae,” Ottai cried sorrowfully, staring at her.

Vladya tried not to look.

Avoiding the broken figure curled on the floor, he stared at the beast, now satisfied and slumbering peacefully.

“Now is our chance,” he murmured, his voice hoarse. “We have to move him.”

Ottai glanced at

beast form,” Vladya replied grimly. “And we don’t know when—or if—whatever’s happening to him

his

two of them shifted into their beast forms and carried Daemon out of the blood-soaked room

moved about, no slaves loitered. Only the soldiers remained at their

magic on

the entire

Maybe they were.

years ago, all over again, when the court reached the

to the Forbidden Chambers of Frostfall was long. When they finally arrived, they sealed the beast inside, shutting the massive

the lone guard stationed there and returned to Blackstone, heading straight back to Aekeira’s bedchamber where it all

the fetal position she’d curled into, her face hidden

told Ottai, who