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"Y-Yes, Your Grace?" Her heart was lodged firmly in her throat.Their eyes met, his green ones unreadable.Panic surged through Emeriel. Why is he staring? Does he know who I am? Why—A horrified gasp from one of the Urekai maids snapped Emeriel out of her trance. With a jolt, she realized she had stopped dead in the doorway, standing awkwardly in plain sight—a few paces away from the grand king.He did not recognize her... he was waiting for her to drop the tray she carried."I-I apologize, Your Grace!" Emeriel blurted out, rushing forward, her face flushing with embarrassment. Her hands shook as she hastily arranged the dishes.King Daemonikai’s gaze burned into the back of her head. That look inspired a mix of fear, mortification, and— to her utter dismay—arousal.Finally, Emeriel was done. She bowed deeply, then rose to join the other servers lined up against the wall.The grand king's eyes lingered on her for a fraction longer before dismissing her with a cold indifference. There
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"Oh, Ukrae, oh Ukrae, please mount me. Somebody, please…!" the girl cried, her voice broken and desperate. She lurched to her knees, and—"Do not do—" Daemonikai's warning died in his throat as the girl grabbed her cheeks and presented to all of them.By the scents of Hades. Growls rumbled through the air. Followed by a new wave of arousal so thick it was nearly suffocating.The males surged forward, their eyes burning with raw hunger."Don't you dare," Daemonikai barked, his voice a thunderclap of authority. "Control it! All of you!"Their grand king’s forced restraint warred against his urge to mate, a force stronger than nature itself. Cries of pain and frustration rose, muscles strained, and bodies trembled.Then came the moment Daemonikai dreaded most. He opened his senses further, inhaling deeply.Two of the males were in a rut. Urekai alphas only entered a rut for females they cared deeply for. Out of all these males, two had formed a bond with this girl."You and you, stay." D
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Nothing. There was no scent.Daemonikai's frustration morphed into a growl, his agitation mounting. He tilted the boy's head aside and rubbed his nose against his skin, searching for any trace of a scent.A soft whimper escaped the boy. The faint smell of fear filling Daemonikai's nostrils snapped him back to his senses.He released the boy, stepping back. "I apologize. I'm not always so... uncontrolled," he muttered, pressing a hand to his temple.The boy's chest heaved with ragged breaths, his eyes wide and glassy. He caught the faintest smell of musk. A familiar one too, tugging at the edges of his memory. Where had he caught this scent before?"Why do you seem familiar to me?" he demanded, his voice a low growl. "And I do not mean your features alone. I despise closeness and invasion of my personal space, especially from strangers, and more so from humans. Yet, you do not trigger my defenses. Why?"The boy swallowed hard and shook his head, unable to speak.Daemonikai did not expe
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He remained rooted to the spot, his naked body a tantalizing display of beauty, masculinity, and raw power.She moaned as her eyes fell upon his impressive length. The king was a big male everywhere.The sheer size of his hardness sent a jolt of desire through her body. Her core wet, throbbing with anticipation. Her senses alive with the promise of pleasure."Your Grace?" she coaxed, leaning forward and extending a hand towards him. "I know you are hungry. I can sate your hunger, you know I can. Take me."His emerald eyes flickered towards her outstretched hand, but he made no move to accept it. Nor did he take a step closer.Confusion clouded Alviara's features. Why was he hesitating?The storm of lust in his eyes spoke of deep sexual hunger. His body was taut with barely suppressed desire, and he looked savage with want. So, why was he not taking what he so clearly wanted?Well, she was not the most sought-after courtesan in Urai for nothing.Alviara rose to her hands and knees, he
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She stopped moving, her head clearing a little. Baffled, Alviara took a closer look at the pretty boy. His features were delicate and smooth, long lashes framing his almond-shaped eyes. There was subtle hints of femininity in his appearance.It wasn't until this moment that she truly focused on the nuances of his musk. While arousal scents are not inherently gendered, his possessed a delicate sweetness... a faint floral undertone that differed from the sharper, more aggressive scents of most males. It was faint, but they all are. Alviara could only discern this because she knew what to channel for.King Daemonikai hit a particular sweet spot inside Alviara sending waves of pleasure through her, making her cry out. Her thoughts jumbled and fizzled out as she became lost in the moment.Alviara would contemplate this discovery later. But for now, all she could focus on was the potent sensation coursing through her body.She rotated her hips in a circular motion, grinding her swollen nub
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"Do you think he suspects?" the girl asked at last, breaking the silence.Alviara shook her head slowly. "I doubt it. But then, who can truly know the workings of his mind?" A pause, “What is your name?"“Emeriel.""Emeriel." The name was like a caress on Alviara’s tongue. "Ah, the human prince? Stolen from court by the beast? The one whom a slave master met his end for daring to defile? It all makes sense now."The girl, Emeriel, swayed on her feet, her face pale and drawn. Alviara reached out a hand to steady her. "Are you alright?""The feeding. It... uhh...""Blood drunk?" Alviara's eyebrows shot up in disbelief. "You feel intoxicated?"Emeriel let out a sheepish sigh. "A little.""Huh. Guess what they say is true. Soulbonds really are the whole package," Alviara said in disbelief, "Well, human, I will be on my way. Tonight was... interesting. Let's do it again sometime."Alviara started to walk away, then paused, turning back. "Do you want my advise?"Emeriel shrugged, her eyes
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EMERIELEmeriel and Lord Herod strolled beneath the moonlit sky, their lanterns casting soft lights on the cobblestone path.As they passed, heads bowed, and curious eyes followed."They are surprised," Lord Herod remarked with a gentle laugh. "I have not been seen with a female since Vera's passing. Most often, it's Ezra, my bloodhost, by my side."Emeriel glanced around, a soft smile gracing her lips. "Everyone adores you, My Lord. And why wouldn't they? You're the kindest Urekai I know."He chuckled. "You flatter me."They reached a crowded square, its air filled with music and laughter. Urekai commoners gathered under a canopy of glowing lanterns, the women swaying and singing in unison as the men watched with adoration."Many find love on nights like these," Lord Herod mused. "Some will return home with a bond after the seven-day bonding ritual, while others will carry a broken heart."Emeriel only half-heard his words, her thoughts drifting to the grand king.Lately, he had domi
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EMERIELEmeriel lay on the creaky wooden table, feeling a chill seep into her back and stomach, her intimate areas tingling uncomfortably from the invasive checks. Orin regarded her with an inscrutable expression."You may re-enter, My Lord," the healer called out, her voice echoing slightly in the quaint, though well-kept, room. Lord Herod entered, the door groaning on its hinges. His presence filled the small but homely space."She has erratic heats," Orin said, confirming Emeriel's deepest fears. "We cannot pinpoint the exact day it will come, but it is imminent. We are speaking a matter of days.""Days?" Emeriel's voice rose an octave, horrified.The healer nodded gravely. "Not only are your heats erratic, but they also display unusual patterns, indicating irregularity. The four mini-heats confirmed this. Typically, heats stabilize after successfully bonding with a male. However, until you are bonded, your body will keep lashing out, desperately seeking a union with your male in
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Emeriel cleared her throat. “Tell me about you and Lord Vladya. How is his… health?”Aekeira brushed her hair, the bristles gliding in gentle strokes from root to tip. “It’s gotten much better. There are still days when things are hard—when his episodes are really bad. The voices in his head grow stronger, and his beast becomes ruthless. But we have learned to navigate those days together, better than before.”Her strokes faltered, the brush pausing mid-air as the light in her eyes dimmed. “Even so, those days, though rare, remind me of the inevitable… that he won’t always be here.”Emeriel balled her hands into fists in her lap. She wanted to rise, to wrap her sister in the kind of hug that could chase away the pain in her voice. But hesitation rooted her in place. I haven’t hugged her to comfort her in over two years. How do I start now?Aekeira took a deep breath, her eyes clearing, the heavy misery leaving her. “But we won’t let days like that rule our lives—or his."The sadness
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“Starving yourself is not the solution,” Vladya added quietly.“She tried to kill Emeriel. My bloodhost—the one person whose existence is tied to keeping me alive—poisoned and almost killed my Soulbond, the one person in existence who is my life.” The words came out in a suppressed fury, vibrating through the room.His hand gripped the edge of the table until his knuckles turned white. “I knew Sinai was hard—vicious, even—but this? This is vile. This makes me question what else she’s done. What other horrors she has hidden.”“You need her,” Vladya said calmly, even as understanding gleamed in his silver-gray eyes. “Bloodhosts aren’t just anyone, Daemon. You don’t have another, nor does anyone else. They are exceedingly rare, you know this. For another to emerge, the current one must die, and even then, it could take years. Many of our kind do not survive the waiting period." “You’re not telling me anything I don’t already know.”“I wonder about that, you need a reminder, evidently,"
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Complete silence.Only the soft rustle of Emeriel's gown and the quiet echo of her last words hung in the air.A single pair of hands began to clap, Vladya's. His eyes shining with a newfound respect. Soon, Ottai joined in, his clap enthusiastic and booming.Then a high lord from the roundtable. And another.One by one, others around the roundtable joined the applause, the sound swelling and reverberating through the grand hall. It was not just polite; it was genuine. Carrying with it an undercurrent of approval.Many high lords nodded, some even wore smiles that were rarely seen in the cold austerity of court.Daemonikai’s chest swelled with pride. It rushed through him, warming him like a draught of fine wine. He had expected a long, tiring resistance. A slow, uphill battle to win over the court.But here she was, his woman, making impressive progress. Already she was bridging the gap with her sincerity and strength.Emeriel raised her head, tears falling from her eyes. She gave
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“Lord Jakal is correct,” Lord Belzebob added, rising to his feet, his chair scraping harshly against the stone floor. “We understand she is your destined mate, Your Grace, but this will truly be difficult for our people to accept. Humans are our sworn enemies. Their treachery has cost us dearly. Should we not be focused on eradicating their kind rather than elevating one to a position of power over us?” He bowed deeply, his head nearly touching the table before him. “Please reconsider, Your Grace.”“Please reconsider, Your Grace!” came the shouted chorus from others in the room, their collective voices tinged with desperation and unease as they bowed.An oppressive silence followed.“I have served as the Grand King of Urai for five millennia,” Daemonikai began, his voice resonating authority and sorrow. “I have always placed my people first—above myself, above all else. There are none here who can claim otherwise. I love my people dearly.”Heads nodded around the room. Some murmured i
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PRINCESS EMERIELGasps rippled through the court, stunned silence following. Jaws dropped. The high lords and the grand lords.Only Grand Lord Vladya seemed unaffected, one brow arching to his hairline as he leaned back in his chair.Grand King Daemonikai extended his hands toward her, his emerald eyes softening as they locked onto hers. “Come to me, dearest.”Emeriel moved automatically, her feet carrying her forward before her mind could catch up. She felt dazed, her body acting on instinct as if pulled by an invisible tether.Reaching him, she placed her trembling hands atop his, her gaze never leaving his.“Her name is Emeriel Galilea Evenstone,” Daemonikai announced, his voice unwavering. “Ukrea has blessed me with the gift of her, and today, I officially show her to you so she will be accorded the respect and honor she deserves—as my woman, and as my Soulbond.” A pin could have dropped and been heard. Not a single breath, not a whisper.Or maybe it was just the ringing in Emer
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"Come, let's go home," he said, his voice regaining its usual strength. "Hydra Lake has seen enough of us for one day."Raising his voice slightly, he added, "And Ottai has heard enough for today."Lord Ottai was listening? Emeriel pulled back, her eyes widening in surprise. She glanced around, searching for the grand lord.From behind a distant tree, the grand lord stepped out, a sheepish look on his face. He waved at them, awkwardly."How dare you listen in to my conversation, Ottai?" the king growled, his eyes still on Emeriel."I tried not to, Your Grace," he shouted from where he stood, his voice defensive. "But no matter how hard I turned my ears off, they managed to catch a word or two." He paused, looking even more guilty. "Or ten.""Ottai," Daemonikai drawled in warning."I apologize, Your Grace," Ottai said, his tone far too earnest for it to be genuine.The Grand King snorted, shaking his head before turning to Emeriel. “Let’s go home.”She nodded, taking a few steps forwar
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"Two years ago, I didn't know how to move forward after losing everything,” he said, his voice low and husky, “I didn't want to move forward. I thought the pain and misery I felt could not get any worse, that I had hit the bottom of the abyss "His eyes, filled with a deep sadness, holding hers captive as he brushed away a stray tear from her cheek. "But then I lost you, and the worst truly came."Emeriel’s breath hitched, tears spilling down her cheeks faster."I tried to forget you, but it was impossible. I didn't realize that you were the thread holding me together all along. Keeping me from falling apart. And when that thread was cut… I had no anchor." His hand gently cupped her neck. "Do you know how many times I wanted to come to you? How many times I had to talk myself out of coming for you?""Really?" she breathed, her voice catching in her throat."I should have chosen you over the damn guilt," he confessed, his voice laced with regret. "And when I went to the great mountains
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“But that wall has long since crumbled.” Lord Ottai took her trembling hand away from her face, holding it. “It’s gone, Emeriel. It hasn’t been there for a long time. Your feelings for him returned, no matter how hard you tried to fight them. And while you were with him again, those feelings only grew stronger. You’re hurting now because you’re trying to run from what you already know to be true.”“I haven’t even crossed the m-mountain yet, and I al-already miss him so much.” She turned, tracing the path they had walked. “It hasn’t even been a full day s-since I saw him, and all I want is to go to him. To b-be in his presence for the rest of the day.” Her voice dropped to a whisper. “How do I live without him, Lord Ottai?”“No one can answer that question but you, dear child,” He gave her hand a comforting squeeze. “I don’t want to live without him. I don’t want to go back to the hell of living without him again.” A choked, shaky laugh broke from her lips as she swiped at her eyes. “
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The resolve in Vladya's eyes was the kind Daemonikai hadn’t seen in him in far too long.“I gave this a lot of thought, and do you know the conclusion I came to?” Vladya's lips twitched into a sad smile. “I still want to perform the ritual anyway.”Vladya was willing to try, to fight, to hope, even when the road ahead looked impossible.“You know what? Fuck it. Go for it.” Daemonikai smiled softly, pulling Vladya into a hug, gripping his back with both hands. “Congratulations, brat.”“Thanks, ancient one.” Vladya’s tone was light, but the fierceness with which he returned the hug betrayed his emotions.The soldiers in the middle of drills glanced their way, curiosity quickly masked behind respectful bows. “That girl is so good for you,” Daemonikai said as they pulled apart. “I only watched your interactions briefly, but it told me everything I needed to know. She’s changing you in all the right ways. I wish for you to be genuinely happy, Vladya.”“Right back at you.” Vladya cleared h
