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

Chapter 41: "Yes." In a way, it wasn't a lie.

Vladya had no intention of going in there to rescue the boy. But if the boy were to scream, his sister might act rashly, endangering herself, her brother, and half the people in Ravenshadow tonight. That was something he could not allow to happen.

Within seconds, the princess's eyes grew heavy, her head drooping dizzily. The next moment, she was fast asleep. A soldier hastened forward. "I will take her away, my lord." He bowed, preparing to do so.

"No." With just one word, the soldier halted instantly. "I will take her." Lifting the girl into his arms, Vladya took a step forward but stilled. A wave of hunger crashed over him. It was subtle, yet surprising.

He did not feel any attraction towards humans. Hatred was the only emotion he had harbored towards their kind for a very long time. And that was how he wanted to remain.

But as he walked out of Frostfall and into Blackstone, questions flooded his mind.

Why had the beast gone after that young human male? No matter how hard he pondered, he could not fathom a reason for it.

Daemonikai had never shown interest in males during his lifetime, and even if he had, it would not be sufficient reason for his feral to seek out one single male.

Could the boy be Daemonikai's Soulbond?

He snorted. Why would I even entertain such a thought? Vladya would have chuckled if he were capable of laughter. The idea was so preposterous it bordered on the absurd.

Soulbonds were incredibly rare. So rare, in fact, that many believed them to be extinct. Only a handful of bondmates in his time had been Soulbonds, and Vladya had lived for nearly four thousand years.

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And a man being a bondmate to another male? It was simply impossible. Right?

Even if, by some miracle, the boy were a syren and Daemonikai's Soulbond, it still would not explain why the wild beast would recognize him. The beast was feral now. Mindless. Devoid of thought.

Ferals were known to even kill their bondmates and offspring. So, what in the name of Ukrae was happening here?

EMERIEL

The beast climbed onto the bed, its red, intimidating manhood pointing straight at Emeriel. She whimpered, trying to squeeze her legs together, but the beast growled angrily, causing Emeriel to freeze in place.

When the beast came closer again, she scrambled up and got down on her hands and knees, her body shaking with fear and the fever of the heat coursing through her veins. She grabbed the skin near her vaginal folds and spread them apart, presenting herself to the beast.

It howled loudly.

Emeriel jerked but did not break her position. She felt utterly exposed, all her intimate parts vulnerable and laid bare for the beast's use. Her opening quivered, slick with liquid and clenching at nothing.

A cold nose pressed against her womanhood, and she yelped in surprise. A hot tongue licked her core thoroughly.

"Oh heavens, oh heavens, oh heavens!!! The beast has its face against my privates," she thought, a horrified scream rising to her throat. She swallowed it down, terrified. What if it takes a bite? Or sinks those huge fangs into my skin?

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