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

Chapter 684:

The comfort did not last.

As he left the dwelling, restlessness crept back in, seeping into his bones, wrapping around his ribs like unseen chains. Why does it feel like doom is coming?

Even something as simple as breathing sounded thunderous in the silence.

Vladya stared at Daemonikai as if he had lost his mind. Aekeira mirrored the exact same expression, while Emeriel inhaled sharply.

Saying it aloud had made it real—even to Daemonikai.

“I cannot believe this,” Daemonikai shook his head in wonder, looking directly at Vladya. He repeated, “You are going to have a child.” His friend was as stiff as a board.

“If this is some kind of jest, it’s not a particularly amusing one, Your Grace,” Vladya’s voice was tight with anger as he glared.

“I know you have been struggling, Daemon. I have seen it, and I do not fault you for it. But not every dark thought that enters your mind should be spoken aloud.”

Daemonikai rolled his eyes.

“Are you finished?”

Vladya’s jaw clenched tighter.

We are done here. Aekeira, let

he seized Vladya by the collar and shoved him back, making him stagger

on him again, gripping his tunic and slamming him against the nearest wall. He pressed into Vladya’s space until there

in the eyes,” Daemonikai

with the depths of madness and the voices banging around in my skull, making my damn nose

burned hotter.

brute—his beast—who would rather fight than believe, was

wait…” Emeriel’s voice came softly, uncertain.

fucking beast to stand down,” Daemonikai snarled, not

me, do you truly believe me so heartless that I would lie about this? Your woman is pregnant. There is the faintest scent of osmanthus and lily on her. You will

in a shudder. His anger remained—flaring, crackling in the storm-gray and yellow of his

Daemonikai saw hope.

Painful, desperate hope.

full heat,” Vladya’s disbelieving voice was barely

one heat.” A stark

would you say something like

“I was…”