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

Chapter 737:

“There’s no measure for how much hate I have for you, human princess,” Zaiper said.

“Pray I never get my hands on you.”

He shifted his hold on Aekeira, backing toward the exit.

“Now, I’m afraid I must take my leave. It seems my company is no longer welcome. I will leave her by the door once I am safely through it.

Razarr! Ready the men. We leave now!”

“You know what, Zaiper? You were right.” Daemonikai spoke at last, his voice calmer than he felt.

“Killing you here would have been a mercy, and that’s not what you deserve. I still need answers. How did you do it? Why did you go to such lengths? Why did everyone—including your brother—have to die for your ambition?” His voice grew deadlier.

“I have so many questions, and I will drag every answer from you before you take your last breath. You will suffer. I’ll make certain of that, and my face will be the last you ever see when your death comes.”

Zaiper’s chuckle was arrogant as he continued backing toward the great

He pointed to Emeriel, “…it’s the thing growing in her. Or it’s Vladya. Or Ottai. Or our people. So many weaknesses, so many attachments. I

such force that

fast. They managed to catch

male’s arms, Daemonikai sprang to his feet. Zaiper was already out the

much aggressive pheromone, focusing on a single

every

move, as the others continued. He made

was beside him in a flash, gripping the male’s

touching you? Do you truly believe you

grin—until his eyes found Daemonikai’s hand

system, reducing him to growls of agony, making him thrash helplessly,

you’ll walk out of here tonight

I give a damn

go, you

air, one hand gripping his arm, the other his thigh in a