The Vampire Kings Slave Mate

Chapter 11: Nikolai

My heart pounded in my chest as I opened the door, not knowing what I would find, not knowing what condition Mary would be. It took a minute for my eyes to adjust to the darkness of the room, when they did, I saw a figure huddled in the corner, and my heart skipped a beat. I could barely hear the mumbled pleading coming from her, asking her tortures to stop. And then she whispered my name, and I came undone. I ran to her, wanting nothing more than to save her from this nightmare. All the anger I had at her disobeying my command vanished, I wanted to protect her from all evils in this world. I wanted to keep her safe.

I felt my anger beginning to build up as I got a closer look at Mary’s wounds. How could those women do this to her, how could they treat another human like this.

“I’m going to fucking kill them all.” I roared, my aura whipping around in the room.

I felt Mary’s tiny cold has squeeze my arm, and I instantly calmed down. I didn’t want her to be afraid of me. She hadn’t reacted to my aura earlier when we were together, but I didn’t know how she’d react to it now. I couldn’t risk her having an aversion to me, not when she was already so weak.

“You’re so cold Mo’ Aparouehhúň,” I whispered under my breath, barely registering that I was talking to her in my native tongue and that I had called her my precious. (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)How had she become something so meaningful to me, in the short amount of time that I had known her.

her scent to calm me down. She nuzzled into my chest

her blood. I could feel my aura increasing and this time I couldn’t calm it down. They’d hurt her, they’d left her here to bleed out. They didn’t care if she died or not. They had no regard for another human’s life. After I was done taking care

the pull to take a taste, I brought my hand up to my mouth, and licked the blood, letting out a small groan at the taste, it was the best thing I had tasted in the millennia that I had been alive. The taste of her blood had to be one of small delicacies of this world. I felt Mary stiffen in my arms as she

and I could feel her pulse start to weaken. (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)No, I couldn’t lose her yet, I needed more answers

ooze out before brining it to her lips. “Drink Moč Aparolehhbé.”

mouth, biting down aggressively,

now at least, right now she needed to

to groan out trying to keep the lust

wiggle on my lap, her orgasm growing closer, her scent becoming stronger, with each drop of my blood she gulped down. I could feel my own arousal increasing with each passing second, I

I stood up, still holding onto her tightly, as I thought of my room upstairs, taking us out of the laundry room. I