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

Chapter 800:

“Calm your damned beast, or I’ll take matters into my own hands.”

With that, Vladya turned and walked away.

Daemonikai remained there, alone in the silence.

Speechless. Motionless.

For the first time in a long while, he had no idea what to say.

Hours later, Daemonikai sat in the recliner in his bedroom—freshly washed, newly bandaged, and wrapped in clean sheets. Faiwick had done a meticulous job: the bleeding was under control, the wounds had been thoroughly cleaned, and the stitches were neat. The pain lingered, but the worst had passed.

Daemonikai had his eyes closed, though sleep remained out of reach. The voices had quieted for now, but his head still pounded like a demon. Even so, the silence and solitude suited him. He would take whatever peace he could find.

and he’d already made a mental note to

the truth was

Vladya was right.

more he fed that hunger, the closer he drifted to the Land of Madness. He knew the road. He’d walked it before. After Alvin died in his arms, after he found the lifeless bodies of Myka and Evie, he’d started to spiral, going from zero to ninety. But

had tasted the

had surrendered.

and massacred every human soldier in his path. The sound of their bones snapping, their screams echoing in his ears… that was the

the edge again. And the hunger for slaughter

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no longer enough to keep him steady. He needed to satisfy his most

the door and

opened his eyes and found Emeriel standing

heard you returned,” she said softly. But her gaze