All Chapters of That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

“No! Go through the back! Save yourself!” The desperate command echoed into the dim silence of the room, followed by sharp, labored pants. “Protect your mother!”Emeriel’s eyes snapped open to the faint light of dawn filtering through the open curtains. She turned, her heart clenching as she saw Daemonikai thrashing beside her, his chest heaving, his fists clenched white-knuckling the sheets.“There are too many of them. I…” His voice broke, raw with helpless panic. “Too many of them.”“Daemon…” Her hand hovered inches from his shoulder.The memory of the last time he’d woken from a nightmare beside her flashed vividly in her mind. A moment that had nearly cost her her life.“Myka, where is Alvin!?" his voice rose again, desperate. "Where is your brother!?”Her throat clogged, tears prickling her eyes. He was trapped there again. Reliving the terror of a father failing to save his children. It wasn’t real, but the horror in his voice was clear, cutting through her like a sword.To h

PRINCESS EMERIELThe next three days were the best in her life. Emeriel and King Daemonikai spent nearly every moment together, and she cherished each one.They talked about everything. Her time in the human world, her physical training, her hobbies, and childhood memories. In turn, he opened up about his own youth, even shared pieces of his late family.Emeriel hummed softly as she put away their dinner dishes. Warm and vibrant joy bubbled within her. Even the topics that could have been awkward or painful were touched upon—if only lightly—without tension or avoidance.She was truly, deeply happy, about the incredible progress they had made together.Setting aside the court, their past, and their pain, they had spent these days simply being together. The peace, the quiet, and the simplicity of the surroundings were a nice change. This cottage nestled in one of the outer villages of Urai, had become a sanctuary for them, and she loved it.Yesterday evening, Daemonikai took her for a w

It was in her eyes, in the soft parting of her lips, in the way her body arched ever so slightly beneath him.“What instinct do you have?” her voice carried a slight tremor.“You don’t want to find out,” he warned. Lowering his forehead to hers, he pressed her down more firmly with his weight, letting her feel his fat arousal. His control was fraying fast. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. Just keep still.”“No.”The single word was a lightning strike, freezing every muscle in his body.Daemonikai’s head snapped back, his gaze locking onto hers with incredulity. “What did you just say?”“No, I won’t submit,” she breathed. “I refuse to submit.”“What are you doing?” Daemonikai’s muscles went taut, visibly trembling as he fought himself. His beast raged inside him, banging against his chest, trying to force a shift. She must submit to us! She is our mate!“Don’t do this, Emeriel,” he warned. “If I take you this way, it will be… animalistic.”“Do it.” Her defiance burned as brightly as the blush on he

Sinai’s curiosity was piqued. "Tell me.""I'm not going to," Zaiper stated calmly. "You are behind bars, Sinai. No one knows what kind of mental torture 'your Daemon' might inflict upon you when he finally gives you the time of the day, and the secrets you might be tempted to reveal just to gain your freedom and stay in his good graces." His sharp gaze pierced hers, assessing her reaction.Sinai shifted uncomfortably under his scrutiny. That sounded… disturbingly like something she would do."I would never spill our secrets," she said defensively, her voice a little too high."Of course you wouldn't. Because if you did, I would assassinate you in here myself,” Zaiper said in the same smooth tone one might use to discuss the weather. “I would poison you with the most excruciating poison ever made, one that would guarantee a quick but incredibly painful death."She blanched. A chill crawled down her spine."I only dropped by to tell you this," he continued with an easy smile. "I know yo

Two Days LaterPRINCESS EMERIELShe knocked once before opening the door to her sister's bedchamber, only to freeze in her tracks.They sprang apart–or rather, Aekeira did–leaping out of Grand Lord Vladya's embrace as if his touch had suddenly burned her. They had been kissing."Em!" Aekeira's face was bright red. She looked both thrilled and flustered."That's me," Emeriel replied with a gentle smile, trying to ease the awkwardness. "Forgive my intrusion. I should have waited for an invitation. I didn't know I'd be interrupting...""No, no, it's quite alright!" Aekeira hurried forward, embracing her sister with a quick hug. "It's wonderful to see you. How are you?"This was the same question Aekeira had asked upon their return to the fortress the previous day. Despite Emeriel's reassurances, her sister's worry remained."I'm well, truly," Emeriel insisted, then turned to the third ruler with a respectful curtsy. "Your Highness.""Princess." Lord Vladya inclined his head in acknowledg