RedNovelChapter 654: "Get out of the way!" Grand King Daemonikai's voice was a roar of thunder.
"Out! All of you!" The scuffling of males scrambling to obey.
Another roar.
"In the next ten seconds, I will be tearing heads from shoulders! DISAPPEAR, RIGHT NOW!" The pounding of footsteps running shook the ground.
"Where is she!?" Grand Lord Vladya's commanding tone came.
"Where is Aekeira!?" A heartbeat later, the door burst open, and they stormed in. Two towering figures filled the doorway, their very presence sucking the air from the room.
Clothes torn, bodies smeared with blood, eyes wild and savage, they looked like they had walked through the depths of hell to get here.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut they were here. Finally.
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 the 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.
Feel inspired by gvlnovs.☐☐☐ 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 had been 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 stared as Daemonikai hurried past him.
"Emeriel..." he murmured.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe girl, wrapped around her sister, her face buried against Aekeira's forehead, heard his voice and lifted her head.
Her tear-streaked, swollen eyes stared blindly in his direction.
"Daemon?"
"It is me, dearling." Hunching, he gently untangled her from Aekeita and lifted her into his arms.
She instantly latched onto him, her m legs wrapping around his waist, fingers twisting into his hair.
"I'm so sorry you had to go through that alone." Daemonika's voice was fitted with deep sorrow. "You promised..." Emeriel let out a broken sob.
Guilt carved into Daemonikai's features.
"I know I did." She ground her hips against his stomach, letting out a moan of sheer relief.
"Oh, that feels so good."
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