Protected: BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 81 – 90
BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 81 – 90
When he reached the forbidden chambers, the meal was indeed on the floor, covered in blood. The beast was back behind its barricades, staring at him with lazy eyes.
An amateur might mistake it for nonchalance, but Lord Vladya knew better. It was deceiving its prey, silently hunting, waiting to pounce.
“Leave us,” he commanded the soldiers, and they all departed.
“Is this one of those days you refuse to eat?” he spoke aloud while looking at the beast. It cannot reply or comprehend, but it never stopped him before.
“You do know that while the blood sustains us as Urekais, we still need food, right?” And Vladya needed him to consume those herbs.
After Daemonikai turned feral, when he still could not believe that he had lost his friend forever, Vladya spent a fortune on thousands of herbs.
According to the mages, some were meant to clear the mind. To soothe and calm. Reduce madness. Provide solace.
Some diminished the beast’s power, giving the male form greater control.
He had thought that by administering all those herbs—all those pills, and potions—that Daemonikai’s mind would miraculously return.
Grand Lord Vladya snorted.
Of course, now he finally accepted how fruitless and futile it was. But old habits die hard.
So, even after all these centuries, he still procured supplies of those herbs and made sure the beast consumed them regardless.
The soldier arrived with the tray of food. “Place it there,” Vladya pointed at a corner, his eyes not straying from the beast.
When they were alone again, Vladya bared his neck, gritting his teeth as he did so. His beast roared and raged inside him, in a way that roared, We do NOT submit to anyone!
Within seconds, the beast emerged from its barricades and stood before Vladya. After sniffing him, the beast snorted and backed away.
That was when Vladya brought in the large tray that consisted of all kinds of steak and just a little vegetable.
It was truly one of those days when the beast refused to eat.
Minutes passed while Vladya waited patiently, but the beast simply ignored the food. He tried everything he could, but the beast ended up spurning them.
An hour and four plates later, Vladya knew there was no escaping it. If he wanted the beast to eat, he needed to exhaust it.
Fighting ferals was never a wise course of action, but it was the only way. With a resigned deep breath, Vladya allowed his beast to surface.
He shifted in mere seconds.
Two Urekai alpha beasts faced each other.
Huge.
Domineering.
While one reeked of aggression, the other was placating.
They bumped heads together, and then the fight began. The feral fought to kill, while the other beast defended while actively engaging the feral.
It was brutal. Savage. Lethal.
BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 81 – 90
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