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

Chapter 520: Panting, she kicked the walls again. "I will get you, Emeriel! I will make you pay for this!"

LADY ADISSA

He stepped out of the chamber, letting the door close behind him with a quiet thud, leaning his head against it.

"How is he?" Lady Adissa asked as she approached. She tried to keep her panic at bay, but the tremor in her tone betrayed her. "Is he doing any better?" Razarr shook his head gravely. "He's waiting for you inside."

Lady Adissa's stomach churned. "But… has he eaten anything?"

"Not since yesterday," the head soldier replied, his tone grim.

Her heart sank. Grand Lord Zaiper is in the blackest of his moods.

Oh, heavens.

She gripped her gown so tightly her knuckles turned white under the strain.

No one knew what had caused his dark mood, though speculation circled around the Grand King's visit to Greyrock the night his Soulbond was attacked.

Since that night, her master had fallen into one of those depressing, aggressive states that rarely came, but when they did, were downright terrifying.

And since then, Lady Adissa had known no peace.

"Please go inside," Razarr said, his voice softer now. "He is waiting for his bloodhost."

Her legs felt like lead, but she forced them forward, the door creaking faintly as she opened it. Stepping inside, she shut the door behind her. Tonight, the chamber had very little light, shadows stretching long across the walls.

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Her master stood by the window, his hands clasped behind his back, his rigid frame outlined by the faint light of the moon.

He didn't turn when she entered. The calm before a dark storm.

Adissa hesitated, instinct screaming at her to tread carefully. Nights like this were not new to her, but she dreaded how they usually ended. Would tonight be any different?

The thought almost made her snort. She was asking the wrong question. The right one was… Are you prepared for this?

"Master, you sent for me." She bowed.

"Feed me in the ways of old," came the command, low and precise. Lady Adissa's hands moved to the ties of her gown, slipping them free, the cool air against her skin as she shed every layer.

The fabric fell away, pooling at her feet. Completely naked, she knelt before him, tilting her head to the side. She closed her eyes, bracing herself for what was to come.

Lady Adissa did not hear him approach, but suddenly, he was there, crouching in front of her. Then came the sharp sting of his elongated fangs piercing her neck.

Arousal slammed into her. She moaned, her body betraying her even as her mind fought to stay aware through the flood of pheromones.

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