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

Chapter 876:

Contaminated.

A roar was ripped from his scratchy throat as his skin crackled.

His skin peeled before his eyes. Tears blurred what little he could still see. The agony was unbearable. The stench of scorched flesh mixed with the filth of the residual waters.

Finally, the bastards sprang into action, pushing the crowd away from him, shouting orders, and restoring control.

Too little, too late!

“Spineless dogs!” Zaiper roared, but all that came out was a wet, gurgling hiss.

The pain made his head spin, and everything darkened.

was hanging upside down, suspended in the air like a gutted

feel heavy. The lower part of his body was numb. It was not just uncomfortable, it was

decided

one he’d tried not to fear hearing all week. The

shut. Through the other, he saw Daemonikai, calmly sitting in a chair across the cell, legs crossed, flipping through

other things to occupy your

rough and hoarse. “Your female just gave

calmly and gave

worry about me. I’m exactly where I want

fire in his voice. No anger.

fiction with

Just… calm.

like a