Protected: BOUND TO THE BEAST SEASON 2: CHAPTER 91 – 100
BOUND TO THE BEAST SEASON 2: CHAPTER 91 – 100
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Written by Presh Alicia Daisy
Leaving was much more difficult than Daemonikai had expected.
He had been in the woods for a while now, their towering pines looming over him, their earthy scent of moss and decaying leaves mingling with the crisp tang of pine resin, filling his nostrils.
Daemonikai would like to tell himself that he was out here hunting his best friend, but he was a male who rarely lied to himself.
You left her in her first heat, all alone.
She is not alone. Her male is right there with her.
His beast snarled. That ugly feeling of jealousy rose again.
He squashed it yet again. The girl had him so distracted, he could barely see straight.
Daemonikai could not remember being so out of control. It had been so long; it felt really strange right now. Strange and uncomfortable.
His chest felt tight, painful, as if he were feeling someone else’s agony. Ridiculous. His family was gone; he had no personal attachment to anyone else.
Rubbing his chest absently, he rounded a grove of ancient oaks trailing Vladya’s scent. His rut was getting in the way of his tracking. The girl’s scent was all he could think about.
Stopping, he squeezed his eyes close, feeling his lungs with deep fresh air, while attempting to think of what could be wrong with Vladya.
Daemonikai tried not to worry, but it was becoming hard not to. Even when breaking the laws he helped create, Vladya would typically confess his wrongs bluntly, leaving Daemonikai to clean up the mess.
Was Herodis around?
His eyes snapped open. He had left in such a hurry, fighting his instincts tooth and nail, that he hadn’t even stopped to confirm the Lord of Agriculture’s whereabouts.
Of course, he’s at home. His female is in heat; where would he go?
But you took her away. What if he is off to his duties? He expects her to be in good hands, after all.
Now, he was also arguing with himself. Great. Very mature.
Daemonikai exhaled, and continued walking and sniffing. The girl had him wound so tight, even the smallest task was difficult. Never before had he experienced such uncertainty leaving a female after her heat.
But this is not after heat, was it? What if the heat waves were back? What if she was suffering right now?
“I can smell you, Wegai,” Daemonikai said out loud, his voice cutting through the silence of the woods. “You can stop hiding in the trees now.”
The rustle of leaves and the snap of a twig preceded Wegai’s appearance from behind an oak tree. His expression stoic and impassive, all professional, as usual. “Your Grace.”
Daemonikai resumed his stride, hands clasped behind his back. “You have become rusty.
You used to be able to tail me for a few hours before I caught you. I thought I instructed you not to follow?”
“I apologize, Your Grace.” Wegai’s voice was steady, betraying none of the defiance Daemonikai knew simmered beneath the surface.
“Are you sorry?”
“No, I’m not,” Wegai replied, coolly.
That was his general. Wegai was a stickler for laws and order, but he tended to disobey direct orders when they involved him staying put while Daemonikai moved around unprotected. It was a familiar dance between them. Daemonikai was used to it.
“You were keeping guard all night at the high lord’s estate?” Daemonikai asked instead.
“Yes, Your Grace.”
“Is Herodis home at the moment?”
“No, he left early this morning. There was a fire in one of the barns at Brookwood. He has gone to investigate.”
BOUND TO THE BEAST SEASON 2: CHAPTER 91 – 100
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