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

Chapter 650
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Chapter 650: Daemonikai and Vladya moved as one, their backs pressed together. Going for the throat, the heart, the spine... weak points to save them time. Claws and fangs met flesh. Fast. Brutal.

More ferals poured from the treeline, their numbers endless.

They were being hunted like a feast in a famine.

Daemonikai hesitated.

Seven centuries ago, he would have slaughtered them without a second thought, but that was before he becone himself. Since his return, he had not ordered a hunt for ferals as was customary. Tonight, however, the stakes were too high. The last thing they needed was to lead a pack of bloodthirsty mad beasts back to the fortress.

So they killed.

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Heads fell. Blood splattered against the ground. Bone snapped beneath their hands.

The fight stretched long, the road still endless before them.

Daemonikai forced himself to focus on the battle, even as impatience coursed through him.

Emeriel was alone.

Going through heat without him.

He had promised her-sworn to her-that he would be there when it happened.

That broken promise burned worse than his deprived lungs or the battle wounds. She would be in so much pain.

A claw raked his back, snapping him back to the present.

Snarling, Daemonikai whirled and ripped the feral's spine in two.

Fists dripping with blood, he lunged for another feral.

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Madam Livia was overwhelmed.

Aekeira writhed on the bed, her sweat-drenched body arching, sobbing and clawing at her own skin, begging for any kind of relief.

Across the room, Emeriel rolled on the ground, holding her lower belly in a vice grip, crying brokenly in raw agony.

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Outside, chaos raged: the kind only the scents of females in heat could summon.

Thankfully, Lord Ottai stood as the ultimate barrier against the Urekai males falling into their base instincts, circling like vultures on a battlefield. Their snarls and growls echoed beyond the chamber door. Occasionally, Livia watched through the window to keep track of events, and today, she had witnessed a new side of Lord Ottai.

He fought to hold them back, wielding his authority like a relic, keeping the vultures from tearing through the door. Using his Alpha Will on those who dared to push forward, sending sstumbling back, and others dropping to their knees.

Beside her, Amie was shaking, wringing her hands together, on the edge of panic.

"Madame, what do we do?"

"You promised! You promised!" Emeriel's wail cut through the room as she twisted on the floor, her tear-streaked face turning upward.

"Daemonikai, you promised you would be here. You swore.Ci would e not suffer!

Forcing herself to stay calm, Livia moved toward her, while instructing Amie "Here, help me. We need to determine if this is a full heat or a mini." "Princess Emeriel is in so much pain," Amie knelt beside her.

"Surely, it must be a full heat."