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

Chapter 843:

A scream rang out from deep within the forest. A second cry came, closer this time.

The sound of men howling in agony. Bones snapping. The wet crunch of flesh.

“Emeriel!?” Daemonikai’s voice, deafening and furious, shook the forest.

She tried to scream, but her voice was gone. Her throat was crushed, her lungs emptied.

“Emeriel!” Another roar, closer now—savage, murderous. “I’m heading north!”

“Leave her to me,” came Lord Vladya’s voice, more beast than man.

“If you make a single sound, I’ll drive my hand into your belly and tear the little one out myself,” the masked soldier growled in her ear. He ripped his hand from her throat and clamped it over her mouth. He dragged her backward, pressing her against him as he pulled her down from the tree.

to scream, to call out to her

I can’t… I can’t…

not now…

closed in. She

introducing Herodis to Ravenshadow and his people when Emeriel’s call reached him, forcing

as Daemonikai partially transformed, both entrusting their duties to Ottai before

pounded the earth as he surrendered fully to his instincts, letting them guide him to his beloved.

“‘Emeriel!’”

No response.

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Just one word, my

But he got nothing.

thing left to trust: his sense of smell. He needed to