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

Chapter 781: He swept a cold gaze across the court.

"Now you suggest we trust werewolves? Beasts stronger than any human, more powerful by leagues. Even if they are our allies, how do we trust anyone on a night when we are utterly defenseless, when none of us can protect what we care for?"

"But with the Chalice, we'll have strength," High Lord Jakal pitched in.

"And what if-just like that night-it's taken away?" Daemonikai's eyes bored into him, trying to keep his anger in check. They were only making a suggestion, and truthfully, there was some sense in what they said. But he did not wish to consider it. Not after the last time. The mere thought of repeating that failure made bile rise in his throat. "Daemon, stay calm," Vladya murmured.

Daemonikai looked over and saw Vladya staring pointedly at his hand.

He followed his gaze and saw his claws had slipped out.

One deep breath. Two deep breaths.

His claws slipped back in.

Daemonikai straightened. "There will be no werewolves. No external forces. We will face eclipse moon night ourselves and form a unified plan-together-to protect what remains of us. But we will not reveal our weaknesses to outsiders, no matter how strong the alliance, no matter how much we trust them. Trust is not armor. That is all for today." Rising, he marched out of court.

Sinai had been searching for Zaiper for over an hour before she finally found him in the woods, crouched beside the carcass of a freshly killed stag.

"I bet you feel refreshed after that hunt, huh?" she said, falling into step beside him as they started back toward their hideout. "It's good to see you back on your feet."

He didn't look at her. "Why are you being a pest, Sinai?" he growled, forging ahead. "What do you want?" He was still in a foul mood, clearly.

She matched his pace, choosing to ignore the snarl in his voice. "It's about your secret hideout-the one we've been trying to reach, but somehow haven't. At this rate, we'll be caught before we even get there."

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"Sinai."

"Yes, my Lord?"

"Do you know how long I've been preparing for a day like this? Even while hoping it would never come?" How would she?

"Seven hundred years," he said before she could speak. "That's how long. In that time, I spent fortunes and caution building a sanctuary-completely fortified, concealed, and nearly invincible. It lies deep underground. One of those places even the boldest wouldn't dare venture into."

That… gave her a sliver of comfort.

"But how long until we reach it?" she pressed. "We've been running for weeks."

"And that's where you're mistaken." His mood lifted a bit, a smug gleam sparking in his eye. "We've been creating diversions. Running, hiding, drawing them further and further from the truth-making it seem like our destination is some far-flung place. In reality, the shelter lies in the heart of the city. Close enough to monitor Ravenshadow and all my targets-while remaining utterly hidden from them."

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