Protected: BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 81 – 90

BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 81 – 90

After what felt like an eternity—time had lost its hold—the beast grew tired.

Vladya was exhausted too, he realized as he shifted back into his human form. He had bruises: some bleeding profusely, while others were light scratches.

But Daemonikai was finally eating now—the beast had no choice; it needed to replenish after exerting so much strength in the fight. It was instinct.

Vladya dressed in spare clothes that his men had prepared for him and walked out of the forbidden chambers. With his troop of soldiers dismissed, he walked alone.

Then, he saw her.

The slave princess, Aekeira.

She carried a bucket filled with water on her head. If Vladya were to guess, she was on duty to fill the large drums.

He paused for a moment and observed her.

The girl was stunning—no human had the right to possess such beauty. And she wore her royalty like a cloak, even in her slave garments.

That inexplicable attraction surged through him. Alien. Overpowering.

Followed by anger. It extinguished the attraction as soon as it arose. Burning hot. Raging.

She had no right to evoke such feelings within him. No matter how transient they are, she had NO right. No human had that power.

How dare she?

For a second, he took a step forward. His hands fisted. He needed to punish her.

Humans and their audacity. How dare she arouse such emotion inside him? He practically shook with the need to make her hurt.

“You must return to Blackstone, Your Highness. You need to feed,” Yaz’s voice made him pause.

Lord Vlayda saw his head soldier standing by the wall, looking at him with concern.

“I dismissed you all, Yaz. You did not leave with the others?”

“No, my lord.”

Lord Vlayda was not surprised. And Yaz was right; he did need to feed.

With a last look of pure loathing directed at the girl, he turned and walked in the opposite direction, back to Blackstone.

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BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 81 – 90

Master Gaine had gone out to oversee the other slaves working in the backyard, assigning Emeriel the task of unloading the new drinks that arrived that night.

Thus, Emeriel found himself alone in the cellar, unpacking and arranging the beverages accordingly.

The door creaked open, and Master Boris entered.

Holy hell. Emeriel had avoided the slave master all evening. Unease filled him inwardly, though outwardly Emeriel simply greeted the slave master before resuming his duties.

Perhaps, If luck favored him, Master Boris would simply ignore him.

“Well, well, well, look who I finally have all to myself. Come here, Emeriel.”

BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 81 – 90

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