Semua Bab That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate: Bab 281 - Bab 290

He landed a brutal blow to Ottai's stomach, stealing his breath, and Ottai staggered back, gasping for air."What's going on, Your Grace?" he wheezed, wiping blood from his mouth as he forced himself to stand. "Get a hold of yourself! Even you in your right mind would not want to go to her in this state!"Daemonikai broke into a dead run, moving with a speed that defied his usual grace.Ottai gave chase but couldn't match his speed.People scattered out of their grand king's path, their screams and shouts filling the air.Workers abandoned their carriages, mothers scooped up their crying younglings, everyone rushing for safety."What's happening?!" Zaiper appeared from the opposite direction, running towards Ottai in alarm."Stop him!" Ottai shouted, his voice desperate. "He has lost control! He cannot reach his woman like this!"Zaiper cursed, his eyes widening with apprehension and... something else, as he joined the chase.Something Ottai couldn't quite decipher.•••••••••PRINCESS

“Pick a safe word,” Vladya spoke up at last in a resigned tone, his shoulders slumped in defeat.The chamber hushed, all eyes turning to him.“If you are going to do this, you will need a safe word. I will be out here. If you say it—if you scream it—I will come in there and pull you from his grasp, no matter what.”Emeriel let out a sharp, pained cry.Daemonikai had done something to her, but no one could see what.Still, she stared up at him, cupping his cheek with a trembling hand. “It’s okay, dearest." Her voice was soft, full of love. "I’m right here. I’m all yours.”Aekeira shook her head vehemently, her shoulders shaking with sobs “Em, please!”“Keira. That’s my safe word,” Emeriel said, her attention remaining on him. “Promise me you would not come in, no matter what you hear. Promise me you would not enter unless I use the safe word.”A muscle ticked in Vladya’s jaw. “I promise.”Daemonikai shifted fully into his beast form then, his erection huge and ready, glistening with p

THE LAST CHAPTER OF PART 3.GRAND LORD VLADYAHe and Grand Lord Ottai sat by the door until the early hours of dawn. Emeriel’s voice had long since failed her.Reduced to raw, broken whispers of suffering. The girl was utterly spent.Occasionally, a tired sob would slip from her lips, but otherwise, the air was deathly quiet, though they both knew the beast within was still active.At one point during the night, Ottai had soaked his robes with tears.His shoulders trembled as he listened to the horrors taking place beyond the thick wooden door.Yet neither of them had moved, their promise holding them captive in that same position. Waiting. Hoping.Because Vladya was fully attuned to the room beyond, he caught it first. The faint, almost undetectable sound of fangs piercing flesh.His body snapped upright, every muscle coiled and alert.“What’s going on?” Ottai croaked, jerking awake from the shallow sleep that had finally claimed him.“It’s coming to an end,” Vladya told him. “He i

GRAND LORD VLADYAHis arms were folded tightly over his chest as he observed his friend from across the room.Twenty minutes had passed since Daemonikai entered Vladya’s bedchamber and Vladya had told him everything, and in all that time, the grand king had not lifted his head. Remaining seated on the edge of the bed, his hands clasped tightly between his knees.The thick silence in the room was broken only by the faint crackling of the fire.“No. I would never do that.” Daemonikai whispered at last, his tone low and hoarse. “You just told me a horror story, Vladya. A nightmare. And you know I would never do something like that to my Soulbond. So now I’m still sitting here…waiting.” His fist curled even tighter, knuckles going white. “Waiting patiently for you to get to the part where you tell me this was just some cruel, sick joke that went too far.”“I wish it were a joke,” Vladya said sincerely. “But it’s not.”Daemonikai shook his head. Slow at first, then more forceful.“This can

Hours later, Grand Lord Vladya returned to Blackstone. As he approached the royal residence’s hallway, he came to an abrupt halt.She was there.Aekeira stood leaning against the wall outside her sister’s chamber, eyes closed. She didn’t notice him. Vladya allowed himself to look at her. Really look at her.His chest ached at the sight, and for once, the pain had nothing to do with his bruises or the swollen eye from earlier.She wasn’t talking to him. Hadn’t spoken a word to him in three days.And she avoided him like he carried the plague.Vladya could not blame her, but still it stung.Then her eyes fluttered open, and landed on him. Jerking upright, her back straightened, and she looked away immediately. But just as quickly, her eyes flicked back to his face, her expression shifting into one of shock.“What happened to you!?” Aekeira hurried toward him. Her brows furrowed deeply as she took him in. “Look at your face. Look at…” Her breath caught.Even now, she worried about him.