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

Chapter 866:

Daemonikai.

Only he could hunt him like this. As if Zaiper were filth. As if he didn’t even deserve to be captured with honor. Rage burned, but fear prevailed.

Daemonikai would kill him. He’s going to kill me.

And so, Zaiper ran. And ran.

His chest burned. His muscles trembled. His body screamed in protest, but still, he ran. He found another opening, a dense thicket of bushes, and dove into it.

Seconds passed. Then a minute. Then three.

The unease returned.

Zaiper’s lungs froze.

out and started running again, unable to stop. He didn’t know how

endless. By the time he reached the clearing, sweat dripped into his eyes. His limbs

hand wrapped

was pulled backward, slammed

face, serene as the stars, lethal

said softly. “My prey.” He tilted his head slightly. “Did you enjoy the hunt? I did. But

to focus. “Werewolves… on Urekai lands?

said, circling him like a panther, “I would have opened the gates to the witches of the Eastern Wildlands if it meant keeping my people safe.” He clasped

Azrael growled

now on

“H-how?” Zaiper’s eyes widened.