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.

crawled out and started running again, unable to

the clearing, sweat dripped

wrapped around

backward, slammed

serene as

Great King said softly. “My prey.” He tilted his head slightly. “Did you enjoy the hunt? I did. But now I can take home my

gasped, trying to focus. “Werewolves… on Urekai

it comes to protecting our people from you and your bloodsucking allies,” Daemonikai said, circling him like a panther, “I would have opened the gates to the witches of the Eastern Wildlands if it

certainly was,” Azrael growled

now on

“H-how?” Zaiper’s eyes widened.