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

Chapter 650:

Daemonikai and Vladya moved as one, their backs pressed together. Going for the throat, the heart, the spine…weak points to save them time. Claws and fangs met flesh. Fast. Brutal.

More ferals poured from the treeline, their numbers endless.

They were being hunted like a feast in a famine.

Daemonikai hesitated.

Seven centuries ago, he would have slaughtered them without a second thought, but that was before he became one himself. Since his return, he had not ordered a hunt for ferals as was customary. Tonight, however, the stakes were too high. The last thing they needed was to lead a pack of bloodthirsty mad beasts back to the fortress.

So they killed.

Heads fell. Blood splattered against the ground. Bone snapped beneath their hands.

The fight stretched long, the road still endless before them.

Daemonikai forced himself to focus on the battle, even as impatience coursed through him.

Emeriel was alone.

through heat without

her—that he would be there

or the battle wounds. She would be

raked his back, snapping

Daemonikai whirled and ripped the feral’s spine

with blood, he lunged for another

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Madam Livia was overwhelmed.

and clawing at her

the ground, holding her lower belly

chaos raged: the kind only the scents of females in heat could

against the Urekai males falling into their base instincts, circling like vultures on a battlefield. Their snarls and growls echoed beyond the chamber door. Occasionally, Livia watched through the window to keep track of events, and today, she had witnessed a new

wielding his authority like a relic, keeping the vultures from tearing through the door. Using his Alpha Will on those who dared to push forward, sending some stumbling

Amie was shaking, wringing her hands

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