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.

heat

to her—that he would be there when it

broken promise burned worse than his deprived lungs or the battle

claw raked his back, snapping him

ripped the feral’s spine in

with blood, he lunged for

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Madam Livia was overwhelmed.

bed, her sweat-drenched body arching, sobbing and clawing at her own skin, begging for

the ground, holding her lower belly in a

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

barrier against the Urekai males falling into their base instincts, circling like vultures on a battlefield. Their snarls and growls echoed beyond

Using his Alpha Will on those who dared to push forward, sending some

shaking, wringing her hands together, on

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