That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King’s Slave Mate Novel

Chapter 349: His mind repeated the word over and over again, a concept so foreign, so rare that it seemed inconceivable. Unbelievable.

"It's your fault, Ottai," he said to himself. "Next time, do not ask for explanations from a male battling feral madness."

With that perfectly rational reasoning in mind, Ottai cleared his mind of such a ridiculous statement. He joined the other grand lords in their efforts to quell the unrest.

Would the beast return? Did it go on a killing spree?

Is Daemonikai feral again?

The questions swirled in Ottai's mind. If one could be cured of feral madness, could they fall back into it again?

Ottai was terrified.

Worried and utterly terrified.

EMERIEL

"Give me the damn torch." One of the masked assassins snatched the flickering flame from another's grasp before turning to Emeriel. "I'm afraid this is your end."

"The fact that you're hiding your true identity and spending time with him is simply unacceptable. He even shared your heat with you," M said, disgusted. "You reek of him so much that if we closed our eyes, we'd think it was our king we had tied up. We can't allow someone like you to keep roaming around him."

He hurled the torch into the pile of wood at her feet. Flames licked greedily at the dry kindling, spreading fast. The assassins stepped back, watching with cold detachment and satisfaction.

"Take it out! Take out the light!" The ropes cut into Emeriel's arms, every inch of her body screaming in pain. Yet she fought against her bindings with every ounce of strength she had.

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The fire was spreading, the heat growing. She could feel it against her feet, the flames inching closer.

Would King Daemonikai even come for her?

It was always the beast who answered her calls. Now that the grand king had returned, would he care enough to save her?

"I'm going to die. Gods, I'm going to die here!"

Her thoughts spiraled in chaotic terror. Where had they taken her? Which cave were they in? Even if the king answered her silent plea, could he reach her in time if they were too far-

A deafening roar split through the air. So loud, so powerful, Emeriel felt it in every fiber of her being.

"What was that?" one asked, fearfully. They all looked around, searching for the source of the sound. "Not what. Who," another choked out.

A massive beast stood at the cave entrance, dominating the entryway. "Holy shit. The grand king?" G stumbled backward. "How is that possible? How did he know about-"

The beast moved with a speed that defied its size, its tail bristling with sharp spines sweeping forward, scattering the firewood and sending flames skittering across the floor. Then, it halted for a heartbeat in front of Emeriel's stunned face, before coiling around the ropes that bound her. With a quick tug, the ropes snapped and fell away, freeing her arms and legs.

Her captors barely had time to react before the beast charged at them in a blur of motion. The first male didn't have time to scream before the beast's claws moved, separating his head from his shoulders.

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