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“What!?” Madam Livia’s eyes widened in astonishment.In a flurry of movement, she was rushing out the door, shouting for the nearest soldier.Emeriel heard her bark orders: “Go to Mabblewood and tell Grand Lord Ottai to send a messenger bird to Grand Lord Vladya immediately! And fetch Amie at once!”Emeriel turned back to her sister with a pounding heart.“Heat?” Aekeira panted, struggling to sit up. “N-no, that can’t be right.”Slipping an arm around her, Emeriel steadied her to support her weight. "Your eyes are red, Keira. You are sweating up a storm."“But that’s only for Syrens, and I—” A sharp gasp left Aekeira as she twisted uncomfortably, her flushed skin growing slicker with sweat. “Em… I don’t feel good.”“I know,” Emeriel murmured, holding her even closer. “I know, dear sister.”“I r-really don’t feel good.” Aekeira squirmed, pressing a hand to her stomach. “There’s this fire… burning inside me, and I—I really want take off my clothes.”“You can't. Not yet.” Emeriel’s thoug
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“I am so relieved, so ecstatic, I could kiss you right now if I were not certain the ancient one would send me six feet below for it!" Lord Ottai exclaimed. "This is the best news I have heard all week."Unable to bear his touch any longer, Emeriel wiggled out of his grasp. “I am just as excited, Your Majesty,” she said, catching her breath. “But let us hope Lord Vladya arrives before the waves start.”As if doused with cold water, the smile vanished from the ruler's face, and his expression paled."Yes, yes, about that," Lord Ottai spoke. "I have already sent out the message. I dispatched one of our fastest messenger birds. At this point, we can only hope…"•••••••••Grand Lord Vladya and Grand King Daemonikai waited just outside the Oracle’s Haven. The royal entourage had already proceeded to the shrine for the celestial offering.Her dwelling bore celestial patterns intertwined with ancient runes, glowing faintly under the shifting light.The oak door creaked open, and the Oracle e
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The Oracle’s command stopped him mid-transformation.Half-shifted, he look at her through gleaming yellow eyes.She looked deathly pale, her already white skin taking on a near-translucent hue. Her frail hands trembled as they gripped her staff."You two… be careful," she said in a weak tone. "I cannot see what lies ahead—not clearly. But I pray you make it in time. If not…" She shook her head. "Even if instinct takes hold, even if the rut consumes you—keep your wits about you. This cycle… they need you more than ever."Vladya and Daemonikai exchanged a grim look before nodding."May the gods be with you."Another nod. Then both shifted fully and took off, their beast forms vanishing from sight.*******Night has fallen. Darkness settled over the Citadel.Lord Ottai had moved Aekeira from her chambers to Vladya’s quarters to better protect her.Her scent had grown stronger. Far too strong.Every Urekai male who caught a whiff of it wanted her.Emeriel paced by the bedside, her eyes ne
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Now in their half-shifts, Daemonikai and Vladya tore through the woods, breathing loud, breathing deep. The night's air howled past them, a blur of dark trees and shifting shadows.They were no strangers to long runs. Over the years, they had pushed their endurance to its limits, testing themselves against time and terrain. But this was different.This time, their women were in danger.They had been running without pause for hours, not even slowing to drink. Their bodies screamed for rest. Vision swam, limbs burned. Yet they could not stop."Let us cut through the Dark Woods—it's shorter," Daemonikai said, veering left."Yes, but more dangerous.” Vladya followed. “Wild animals and ferals lurk there." "We take what we must."Plunging into the forest, the call of wolves rose in the night. By the time they reached the heart of the woods, Daemonikai smelled them and tensed. Ferals.Beside him, Vladya tensed too. Slowing their pace, they readied themselves for battle.A low growl slithere
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"We did it," Amie panted, releasing her grip and wiping sweat from her brow.Livia exhaled, steadying herself. Rising, she patted Amie’s shoulder. "You did well."The girl beamed at the praise.Crossing the room to where Aekeira lay crumpled on the floor, they looked at her.The cries coming from her was small and pitiful, body shaking uncontrollably. Near her, a dark stain marred the floor where she had retched. The girl had gone into a heatstroke. "Oh... poor Princess Aekeira," Amie said with sorrow. "I wish we could help her too.""We cannot." The regret in Livia’s voice was heavy. "She is in full heat, her body is rejecting touch."She crouched beside the trembling princess, voice gentle. "Little one, can you hear me?"Aekeira barely stirred.Livia reached out, brushing the lightest touch against her leg.The reaction was immediate—Aekeira flinched violently, letting out a sharp whine of pain as she recoiled from the contact.Livia shook her head. "We can do nothing for her."The
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Grand Lord Vladya knew what to expect.As he raced through the endless stretch of woods without pause, pushing beyond his limits through the day and into the night, he knew what was happening...after all, the Oracle had told him.And yet nothing could have truly prepared him for this sight of Aekeira. Bent over, shaking, her body wracked with the pains of heat. Her scent was thick in the air, so potent it made his head spin.Seeing her like this—seeing himself in a rut—drove reality home.Aekeira was in heat.A Syren.And he—Vladya, the male who had spent centuries drowning in loneliness, despair, and misery—had a Soulbond.All those endless nights of unanswered questions, making peace with the idea that he would live and die alone, slipping into madness with no one to tether him...his fated mate was beside him all along.A female born for him.Destined for him.Created to be his.His woman. His mate.Aekeira.Frozen in place, too caught between shock and realization, Vladya only star
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Emeriel’s entire body convulsed as fresh waves of heat wracked her, shaky legs coming together once more. But Daemonikai held her knees apart, his eyes narrowing as he examined her."Please, do not put it in again," she begged, quivering like a candles flame in the wind, her head shaking frantically from side to side. “Please, I beg of you.”Her entrance was... closed. Sealed shut. Like a clam protecting itself from invasion.Daemonikai’s breath came too fast, too unsteady. What is this?Even on the night he took her virginity, she wasn't this closed off. He had been able to get his tongue in there, had fingered her. But now, even his tongue would not make it past the barrier her body had formed.His mind reeled, confusion warring with deep, bitter rejection."Listen to her body. Notice even the smallest detail. Then listen to your own and simply be you."The Oracle’s words echoed in his mind, cutting through the hurt and confusion.Jaw clenched, Daemonikai pushed the sting of rejecti
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Lady Merilyn had been on edge all day. The moment she heard both human princesses had gone into heat at the same time—while their males were in the mountains—she had prayed fervently for them.Then came the news that the rulers had finally returned and the maximum relief that came with it.But now, as she hurried through Ravenshadow’s courtyard, her heart raced with a new kind of fear. Why had the grand king summoned her?Was everything not well? Was her master suffering a feral episode in the middle of rut? That fear unsettled her most of all.A female in heat deserved a mate whose mind was intact, someone who could be fully present to meet their body’s demands. And this was Princess Aekeira’s first heat. The thought of her enduring it without proper care…Merilyn quickened her steps.By the time she reached the door, she was breathless, her nerves stretched thin. Lord Vladya’s chambers were fortified, so she could hear nothing from the outside.She knocked, anxious. "Your Highness,
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“Please stop saying these things to him,” Lord Vladya groaned. “He’s smiling like a thief who just got promoted to head guard. He might forget why we’re here.”Daemonikai smacked him upside the head. “Shut it.” But he was still grinning ear to ear.The healer hid her smile behind a cough. So, the rumors were true. The quickest way to find favor with the Grand King… was to speak kindly of his queen. Or better yet—earn her favor directly.It warmed her to see them this way. Whole. Strong. Hearty. Happy.“Now, let’s return to the original matter. What can you do for us, old healer?” King Daemonikai asked.“I’ll begin work immediately on the herbs. I’m certain something like it exists. Our people have simply never had reason to search for it. I’ll start gathering ingredients, reviewing ancestral scrolls, and see what I can develop. With luck, I’ll have good news for you soon.”“That’s excellent,” Daemonikai said, nodding with satisfaction.The healer turned to Lord Vladya. “And you, Secon
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“Can I open my eyes now?” she asked softly.“Not yet.” Vladya raised his hands to cover hers, even though a blindfold already shielded her eyes—just to be sure.He was... nervous. His belly felt tight inside, his hands clammy. He wanted to impress her. Wanted Aekeira to love the surprise.Gently, he guided her forward. Step by step, deeper into the cave until they reached the center. Moving in front of her, he withdrew his hands, and untied the blindfold.He stepped back, waiting.She blinked as her eyes adjusted to the soft glow, then gasped.Vladya tried to see the space through her eyes. The rough cave walls had been transformed. Smooth panels of polished wood lined the interior, holding candle sconces bathing the space in a warm, golden light. A plush woolen rug stretched across the floor. In one corner, a large, canopied bed stood dressed in roses. Across from it a long table, elegantly set with a feast laid, and two chairs facing one another.Her mouth parted as she took it in. “
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She gasped as he flicked her clit, over and over again, building tension. Soon she was wiggling, twitching, hips shifting restlessly, seeking more.Daemonikai was burning, yet his mouth never left her breast. Arousal pounded through him, but beneath it—deeper, hungrier—was peace. There was something sacred, yet utterly obscene about this, in how her breast felt against his tongue, the rich rush down his throat, and the soft sounds she made.“Mmm.” His eyes slitted shut as time dissolved. Her moans grew louder, hips grinding against his thigh, but he didn’t relent. Not until her back arched and she came with a cry, her pussy fluttering around nothing.He switched breasts, sealing his lips around the other nipple, drinking her in as his fingers resumed their torment—circling her clit just enough to tease, never enough to satisfy.She squirmed, sobbing, her slick painting his thighs. “Daemon… please. Please.”He ignored her. Not yet.Only when the flow dwindled to drops, then drained int
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That night, Daemonikai slept, and saw them.Standing at the river’s edge were his sons—Myka and Alvin. But unlike in the past, they weren’t sad. Their eyes no longer carried the weight of guilt or sorrow.No, his sons were smiling, waving at him.Daemonikai ran from the opposite shore, water parting in soft ripples as he crossed, and when he reached them, he pulled them both into a tight embrace.“Father…” Alvin whispered hoarsely. “I’m sorry.”“For what?” Daemonikai pulled back, his hands firm on Alvin’s face, forcing his boy to meet his eyes. “It was never your fault, and I’m sorry you left the world believing it was.”He turned to Myka. “I’m sorry I told you to protect everyone else. I should’ve told you to save yourself first. Maybe then, you’d still be—”“It’s alright, Father,” Myka interrupted with a smile. “I don’t regret protecting Mother. Or our people. I’m a protector, just like you, and I’m proud of that.”Behind them, a crowd began to form. His people were watching from a
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GRAND KING DAEMONIKAIZaiper's screams rolled down the dungeon corridor, bouncing off walls as Daemonikai sawed through his leg with a cutlass—whistling a slow, melodic tune. Blood sprayed, splashing onto Daemonikai’s robes, forming a growing puddle.“This blade’s gone dull,” he said conversationally, examining the edge. “Get me the dagger.”A guard handed it to him from the wall of instruments, so much polished steel behind them.Daemonikai discarded the cutlass with a soft clatter and resumed with the dagger, slicing deep into muscle and tendon, never missing a beat in his whistle.“Please! AHhhhhhh!” Zaiper howled. An animal sound, born of unbearable pain.Daemonikai sawed clean through until the leg detached entirely. He lifted it, holding it up like a prized relic.“I hope you don’t mind if I keep this,” he said casually, inspecting the severed limb. “It’s a clean slice. Unfortunately for you, it won’t regenerate—considering I’ve taken the entire limb. You’ll have to forgive me.
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••••••Three Weeks Later PRINCESS EMERIEL“By the power vested in me as Grand King of this court, and in the presence of these witnesses, I hereby declare all Bonds of Human Enslavement broken. From this day forward, you are no longer the property of Urekai but allies. Free people under the protection and respect of this kingdom.”The court was overflowing. Humans filled every space, trailing from the dais down the carpeted aisle, pouring out the doors, spilling into the hallway beyond. Every human in Urai was present.At the front of it all, Emeriel stood tall beside her king, heart brimming with emotion. Her gaze drifted across the sea of faces, landing on her sister. Aekeira was smiling through tears. Just like so many others.Grand King Daemonikai continued, voice firm but warm. “I have already sent word to the twelve human kingdoms, informing their kings that the humans here are no longer captives, but allies of Urai. From this moment, no harm shall befall you—not by royal decre
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GRAND KING DAEMONIKAIDaemonikai delayed just outside the dungeon corridor until he heard Zaiper’s first blood-curdling scream. Only then did he walk away from the dungeon hallway. He soon stopped hearing them. Almost a regret.He had instructed the guards to move Zaiper to the deepest, most fortified cell to keep his torture from disrupting the tranquility of the Citadel. But now, for the first time, he wondered about the wisdom of it.Reaching his bedchamber, the scene greeting him caused him to pause.There on the couch, Emeriel sat in sleep's soft embrace, holding their son, Daesovxscar, against her chest. His small mouth had slipped from her breast, milk dotting the taut, dark nipple still exposed to the cool air. Her arms held him close, even in sleep.Daemonikai’s mouth went dry.He was not a male to steal his youngling’s food—he had never done so before—but in the past few days, the thought had settled into his mind like an unsealed scroll. It was all he thought about.“Your H
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“Yes,” the male continued coolly. “Vladya feels whole now. The male you always mocked for being cursed, then took away his bondmate. But she returned to him, not merely as a lover who may be compatible with him, but as his fated mate.” Daemonikai’s lips twitched. “Then there’s you. Hanging here like a carcass in my dungeon. With a dead lover, no heir, no legacy. No throne.”Zaiper’s scream tore from deep within his soul. “DON’T YOU DARE TALK ABOUT HIM!”“Who? Oh you mean the dead lover?” Daemonikai smirked, adding with a drawl. “I never did tell you, did I? Just how good it felt to kill him.”Zapier struggled even harder. One leg jerked so hard, causing the chain to snap taut, nearly dislocating him, but Zaiper didn’t care, writhing and snarling like a feral.“His spine snapping in two as it struck my knees… that sound... it stayed with me for months. It had a better tone than even the harp.”“Fuck you, Daemonikai! I’ll fucking kill you!” Zaiper was out of control, spitting rage with
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“You’ve no idea how fun it was. Playing you like a puppet, note by note, from the sidelines, with you none the wiser. It was... exquisite.” His grin was unrepentant. “But don’t blame me too much, Daemonikai. The real culprit was your pride. You believed yourself invincible. Too strong to be touched, too feared to be challenged. And because of that arrogance, you gave someone like me the perfect opening.”He let out a wheezing cough of amusement. “The Dragaxlovs have always sought the throne, but the Naelzharoth was too powerful. My grandfather shared with me that it was his lifelong dream to sit on the First Throne, yet every minor scheme he attempted to wrest it from your grandfather failed. He was a coward, you see, just like the rest of them.” Zaiper sighed. “Even at a hundred, I knew I was different from those spineless relics. I knew I would achieve great things, and I knew you would assist me. Your casual dismissal, that prideful superiority… always a Naelzharoth, viewing the re
