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

Chapter 725

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Chapter 725: "We are here." She glanced around. None of this made sense.

"Here? What is " Then she heard it.

A growl of agony. Weak, yet deeply familiar. Horrifyingly familiar.

"No. This can't be..." She took a step back.

Vladya slid open a small, barred viewing window in the door before them.

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"Look." Blood drained from her face. She did not move.

More sounds of her Daemon's pain reached her, killing her a little more inside. Emeriel whimpered. It was as if someone had reached into her chest, grasped her heart, and ripped it right out.

"NO. NO..." She shook her head.

“I—I don't understand. Why is he—how is this happening?!" "Usually, the episodes break after a day," Lord Vladya said. Her eyes watered.

"He has been like this for three days?" Lord Ottai nodded solemnly.

"But... But he... he satisfies his instincts." She blinked furiously.

"Bloodlust, not Sexlust," Lord Vladya answered evenly.

"Daemonikai does not sleep with Sinai, or any other female." "No, you don't understand," Emeriel insisted, frantic.

"We had an arrangement. We agreed he would be..." She swallowed hard.

Feel the thrill at galnov☐☐☐☐☐ "He would be... with her." "You didn't wish for him to risk an episode or worse, lose himself to madness, so you agreed he should satisfy both needs with his bloodhost. Is that correct?" Lord Vladya asked.

Emeriel nodded, shoving away her shand despair.

"So you see, he's not supposed to be here. I don't understand." She stepped back again, feeling the walls closing in.

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"None of this makes sense. Even just nights ago, he..." "He did not do it," Vladya said flatly, holding her eyes.

"He tried, but he could not bring himself to it, Emeriel. Your male has not lain with a female in months." Once again, she could not breathe. For a split second, she thought she was having another attack. But then it released in a shuddering breath.

What did it say about her that, instead of feeling horror for what he had endured—hiding such suffering from her for over four months—the first thing she felt was relief? What kind of terrible person was she that hope, happiness, and relief were dancing in her chest? Her tears charder, falling without end as she slumped against the wall.

"I'm a horrible mate. This is all my fault."

"Hey." Lord Ottai moved in front of her, all of his usual levity gone Hill ual looked every bit the Grand Lord he ET was. "Look at me. Never-do you hear me? Never blthis on yourself." "You don't understand," she choked.

"Something is wrong with me. I'm broken, somewhere inside, like a ragged doll. Since that night...I have wanted him. Nwant him so much... and yet I cannot..." She could barely bring herself to say it. It hurt more than she thought it would. "I can't bear it when he tries. It's like I shatter, every time.” Lord Ottai took her by the shoulders.

"Vladya and I were there that night, remember? We lived through every ΟΠ moment of what happened, and int of what sometimes, I still hear your screams." sometimes, His thumb brushed a tear from her cheek. "If I, who have lived through so many horrors in my long life, cannot forget... how could you?"

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