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Cruel fates and their cruel jokes."Why am I not surprised?" he growled, his gaze fixed on the stars scattered in the sky. "Even as my life's journey nears its end, you still find new ways to torment me."He rose to his feet, the garment clutched in his hand, its smell a lingering reminder of her. A memory flashed through his mind.Her gentle hands, smoothing the fabric over him, her expression a mixture of tenderness and concern. "I do not want you to go feral," she had whispered to him. "I hope you feel better when you wake."Then, she limped away, favoring one leg. As if each step was agony.Guilt twisted in Vladya's gut, a sharp pang digging in his chest. He had hurt her, again. Yet, she showed nothing but kindness to him.His thoughts snagged on a troubling detail, and he stilled. How had she known about his declining sanity?But then, considering how she had always borne the brunt of his increasingly animalistic behaviors, it would not have taken much for her to connect the dots
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A thrill of excitement shot through her. With light and shy caresses, she touched her own breasts, something she had never done with such intent before. Always, they had to be wrapped up and hidden away.Now, under the weight of his gaze following her every move, she ran her hands across her breasts. Fueled by her deep-seated desire to please him, she cupped them, presenting her bosoms to him as if they were sacred offerings to the gods. Her movements were innocent and hesitant, her face painted with a deep blush that cascaded down to her neck.Here," she whispered, her eyes downcast. "For you, Your Grace."The king snarled, attacking them.His mouth worked ardently—licking, laving, and sucking—each motion a rite of devotion.Emeriel sobbed as he alternated his attentions between her breasts, lavishing them with a force that left her crying out breathlessly.As pleasure pulsed through her veins like a powerful current, tension spiraled within her. Her own breaths were thunderously lo
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LORD HEROD Emeriel scoffed, shaking her head vehemently. "Please do not even joke about something like that, my Lord. I feel fine. I've had mini-heats before, and I can definitely tell you that I'm not in heat right now. I’m not feeling anything like that." She leaned forward, her eyes scanning the scroll before him, desperately seeking a distraction. "I need to look at these records carefully."Hours passed as Lord Herod observed with growing concern as Emeriel flitted about the study like a moth caught in a lantern’s glow.She paced, she perched on the cushions, and she paced once more, her brow furrowed in concentration, as she clutched a stack of parchments in her shaky hands."You could try rotating crops, My Lord," she suggested, her voice clipped and focused. "Planting legumes in one season and grains in the next could potentially replenish the soil.""Mmm," Herod murmured noncommittally."Furthermore, investing in new irrigation systems might prove beneficial," her words tumb
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LORD HERODTime grew short as Lord Herod scrambled to prepare.He dispatched his male soldiers and urgently requested female guards from Lord Jakal. He ordered enough supplies to last three days and held an emergency meeting with his steward, bailiffs, and head farmers. He informed them of his impending absence, delegated responsibilities, and provided detailed instructions to ensure the smooth operation of work and his estate while he was unavailable. It had taken longer than usual, and by the time he returned to the cottage in the early afternoon, a sliver of worry crept into his mind. Would Emeriel still be there?Females in full heat tended to run away. So crazed with need, driven by instincts to flee, in search of a male to sate them.Relief flooded him as he entered the cottage and found her still pacing the room, a whirlwind of restless energy. But the moment he crossed the threshold, her scent hit him like a storm.Bloody hell, it has gotten even stronger. Choking. Intoxica
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Her voice trembled. "I am scared, Lord Herod. Terrified I won't be able to handle it."Herod's heart ached for her and he reached out, his calloused hand hovering just above her arm, hesitant to touch her overheated skin."I won't let you get hurt. Trust me on that," he vowed, his gaze hardening with determination. "I will send for the grand king if I have to."Emeriel's eyes widened in alarm. "No!" she cried, her voice rising in pitch. "He cannot find out! I would rather ride the waves alone!""I'm not saying it's my first choice, little one," Herod assured her, his expression softening. "But I will not let you suffer. Because of your scent, I won't be here when your heat begins, but I will always be near."He reached out again, this time gently cupping her chin, ignoring her flinch yet again. "I'll make sure you're safe, no matter what it takes."••••••••••GRAND KING DAEMONIKAIIn the crowded court, Grand King Daemonikai recounted the ancient war against vampires to his rapt young
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CHAPTER 38.LORD HERODHigh Lord Herodis’ heart ached with a profound sorrow he hadn't felt in decades. Emeriel's screams pierced the night’s air like a banshee's wail, filled with unbearable pain, each one a shard of ice twisting in his gut.He wanted nothing more than to rush to her, to mount the female in heat, especially with those screams of agony. The sound of her suffering was nearly unbearable.Despite the cottage being far away, her cries reached him clearly. As Urekai aged, their senses grew sharper, and their strength increased. Herod was no exception.His heightened senses were even sharper, capturing every tortured sound, and it broke him. He could even hear the desperate whimpers punctuating her screams.Herod's knuckles whitened as he gripped the arms of his study chair. His erection was hard and angry, straining through his pants. His muscles tensed in an effort to maintain control.While she struggled to ride out her torturous heatwaves, Herod rose and began to pace h
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LORD HERODEmeriel’s screams began again.Herod could hear her crying, begging, and he hated it so much. She was in agony, and he despised how helpless he was to help her. But being far away from her was the best way to protect her.Once he caught a whiff of her scent, Herod knew it would be over. He would go into a rut. That's why he was in his room, pacing. His fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles ached, the floorboards creaking beneath his agitated strides."Somebody help! Please!" she cried, her voice raspy and raw. The sound of her shaking the cottage door rang in his ears.Herod squeezed his eyes shut, his nails digging into his palm. He had to ignore it. He had to."I ca-can't... I can't take this," she sobbed. "It's too much, please...I feel like I'm dying."Herod pressed his palms against his ears, desperate to block out the sound of her pain. But it was no use.His beast sensed the agony of someone they cared for, and was annoyed and restless within him. The urge to
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Herod grabbed a quill and parchment, scribbling a hasty message.I apologize for the insolence of this late-night request, Your Grace. But a matter of utmost urgency has arisen. I implore you to grace my estate with your presence this evening. I await your arrival. The Lord of Agriculture.Herod rushed outside, the parchment clutched in his hand. Under the oak tree, he whistled sharply.Within moments, a sleek messenger bird swooped down, landing on his outstretched arm. Herod attached the message to its leg. Watching the bird take flight, he whispered a silent prayer, hoping the message would reach the grand king early. Hoping the ruler would honor his request.•••••••••••••GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI.Daemonikai was no longer hunting for Vladya.He knew the truth with every fiber of his being as he raced through the woods in the dark. His instincts had taken over. That nagging feeling had forced its way to the surface, overpowering his will.He ran, not with purpose, but with desperati
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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
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GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI“Someone is feeling quite cheerful this evening,” Vladya remarked as he approached.Grand King Daemonikai turned, a smile tugging at his lips, one he couldn’t suppress no matter how hard he tried. “I don’t know about you, Vladya, but I am having such a beautiful day.”Vladya arched a brow as he dipped his head in a polite bow. “Your Grace.”“Spare me the bullcrap.” Daemonikai waved a dismissive hand resuming his pace, hands clasped behind his back.“He whistles too,” Vladya noted, his voice carrying a teasing lilt.Daemonikai stopped, the faint melody in the air ceasing as well. He blinked, surprised. Was that me? He hadn’t even realized he’d been whistling.“You know, you’re fortunate Aekeira doesn’t have our hearing,” Vladya said, moving beside him. “She would have come storming in last night, hearing her sister scream like that all through the night.”“Why are you suddenly all over my business, brat?” Daemonikai smirked, giving Vladya a sidelong glance. “Come
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PRINCESS EMERIELShe screamed when Grand King Daemonikai breached her body. Arching beneath him, Emeriel tried to escape the harsh pain tearing through her, but there was nowhere to run. Her fingers scratched his to let go, pushing, struggling. "It really hurts," came out broken and shaky.“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he said guiltily, kissing away the tears trailing down her cheek.He pull out, just held himself still above her, tensed with restraint. “I’m all in now. It will stop hurting soon.”It was the kind of pain that came from driving a burning knife into an open wound. But gradually, it began to fade. She felt his tension, the effort it took him not to move, to give her time to adjust.“Move. I’m okay now,” she croaked.He rolled his hips slowly, careful not to hurt her further. Subtle moves to test her readiness. Opening her eyes, Emeriel looked up at him, couldn’t stop watching him. The passion in his expression, the care he took with her. She was greedy for the sight of him
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LADY ADISSAHe 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 at all?”“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 tight 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 ways that rarely came, but when it did, was downright terrifying.And since then, Lady Adissa had known no peace.“Please go inside,” Razarr
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PRINCESS EMERIEL“…I’m sorry for the wounds that ran too deep, the ones that scarred over.” He dropped his weight, grinding his thick, hard erection against her.She gasped, awareness reigniting in her body, desire coiling tight in her belly despite the mind-shattering release she’d experienced just moments ago.“My pretty Riel.”Unable to bear hearing any more of his heartbreaking, heart-healing words, Emeriel surged up, capturing his lips in a frantic kiss.She poured all her pain, her longing, her love into the kiss, tasting his lips, his essence. Her eyes slid closed, surrendering to their passion.For endless minutes, their lips battled together, his tongue exploring every inch of her mouth.His kisses made Emeriel feel like she’d had ten gallons of ale. Her mind sluggish, her limbs heavy.My Beloved. Mine.How will I live without you?When the kiss came to an end, his big body was taut with desire, hunger burning in his gaze.She parted her legs in a silent invite. “Inside, plea
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PRINCESS AEKERIAShe froze, her breath ceasing in her chest. Had she heard him right? Aekeira stared ahead, unable to move. “Wh-what?” “Let’s give it a try, the bonding ritual,” Lord Vladya said again, coolly.The world tilted beneath her feet. He wanted to bond with her…? To truly go ahead with it, against all odds?“Breathe, young princess,” he gave the gentle command.Aekeira’s breath shuddered out of her. Happiness, hope, fear, and disbelief rose inside her all at once.Slowly, she turned to face him, wide, tear-filled eyes meeting his.Even as she moved, he didn’t let her go. Pulling back just enough to allow her movement, his strong arms still holding her protectively against his broad body. “But the odds…" Her heart hammered wildly as she searched his face. "…the odds aren’t in ou-our favor. What if—”“Damn them all. The odds won’t favor us tomorrow, nor in the future," he stated in a steady tone. "I’m still going mad, you’re still an unaltered human, and I have no soul."Sh
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For a moment, he debated whether to stop. He was not ready for her to finish yet, not when he was enjoying this twelve-course meal before him. Maybe he could spend the rest of the night this way, edging her, eating her until the rise of dawn—“Don’t ssstop.” The pleas came in a hushed, almost ashamed whisper. Like the sweetest, forbidden surrender.“Please, don’t s-stop, Daemon," she cried.I thought you would never ask, Beloved.And so, he gave it to her. His tongue plunging in and out, faster, deeper, as his thumb circled her clit, rubbing her into a frenzy. “Ohhh—” she froze for a single, breathless second. Then shattered with a scream.Daemonikai groaned as sweet flavor flooded his tongue, his reward for a job well executed. Fuck, she was hot. His dick was so hard he humped the sheets to alleviate the ache as she splintered into a million pieces in his arms, her thighs tightly hugging his neck. “Please, puuleease…!” she whined, heaving for air.Finally, he eased the pressure,
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GRAND KING DAEMONIKAIAs she presented to him, he couldn’t stop the rumble beginning deep in his chest, growing into a low, drawn-out growl that filled the room.His eyes roamed her offered body, from her trembling thighs to the slick pearl of wetness dripping from the small mouth of her pussy, to her swollen clit beckoning to him. All mine.Shit, he hadn’t even touched her properly, yet his control felt like a cannon ready to explode. He wanted to feast on her so bad.“Riel?” His voice came out rough.“Your Grace?” she whispered breathlessly.“Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?” A low moan answered him, another bead of wetness gleaming at her entrance.His woman was so aroused, so ready for him, and it was driving him insane.“Fuck it.” Daemonikai stepped forward to crowd her, sliding his hand possessively to her waist, pulling her to the desk’s edge.This time, there was no guilt, no hesitation. She wasn’t Herodis’ woman—she never had been. She was his. “You are my woman.
