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

Chapter 842:

The sound of weapons.

Emeriel tried to rise, but it was too much effort, so she began to crawl.

Dragging herself toward the hiding spot, every movement was a battle. She was almost there. Almost… A hand tangled in her hair and yanked.

“I’ve got her!” the voice roared. Fingers grabbed her by the shoulder and hauled her to her feet.

“Put the dagger to her chest and let’s get out of here!” another voice shouted.

Emeriel drove her knee into the inner part of his leg, just above the joint. His grip loosened enough for her to break free, crouch down, and strike his ankle with her heel.

He stumbled but managed to steady himself before he could fall.

“What the hell?! We’ve got a mama fighter here!” said the masked man.

The attacker laughed, amused.

she

coughing and clutching his throat.

he

against him, pressing hard on

struck the top of his foot

grunted but didn’t let go. She slammed the back of her head into

his roar and the

broke free

again, shoving her against a tree, the impact jolting her spine. His hand

he shouted furiously

thrives at

clawing at his arm, tears burning her eyes, fear

see how

arms wrapped protectively around her belly as her lungs screamed.

them, masked and cloaked in black robes. How many soldiers had come today to