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.

and started running again, unable to stop. He didn’t know how long the chase

reached the clearing, sweat dripped into his eyes. His limbs felt like stones, and

hand wrapped around his

pulled backward, slammed

serene as the stars, lethal

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 prize. The

gasped, trying to focus. “Werewolves… on Urekai lands? Never… I thought

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 meant keeping my people

certainly was,” Azrael growled

now

“H-how?” Zaiper’s eyes widened.