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BOUND TO THE BEAST SEASON 2: CHAPTER 91 – 100

Daemonikai’s muscles tensed, as he came to a stop. “What? Who is with the girl?”

Wegai hesitated. “I wondered if I should bring it up,” he began cautiously. “The girl was in a lot of pain after you left. I think it’s the heat waves.”

A vice-like grip tightened around Daemonikai’s heart. The usually familiar landscape blurred around the edges, and his beast roared. Jumping and banging its head against the walls of his chest, snarling like a rabid dog.

The image of Galilea, alone and suffering a heat contraction, filled his mind, igniting a rage he could barely contain. He hurt.

Daemonikai whirled around and started back towards the estate before he could think

. His pace quickened with each step.

Then, he was running.

BOUND TO THE BEAST SEASON 2: CHAPTER 91 – 100

Emeriel could hear the moans of anguish in the air as she rode another wave of excruciating pain. It felt as though an iron fist clenched around her organs, squeezing tighter, twisting, and crushing without mercy.

Tears streamed down her face, forming a pool where she laid. She’d pounded on the door, begging anyone within earshot to end this torment, before the next surge had thrown her to the cold, hard floor, tearing through her.

It felt like a hundred galloping horses was trampling and leaping within her lower belly.

It hurt so much. Surely, this pain was not normal. Her stomach convulsed violently, and she retched, the taste of bile sour in her throat.

Expelling the contents of her stomach, Emeriel continued to vomit, again and again, each one leaving her weaker, emptier. So much pain.

A vague figure hovered over her, lips moving soundlessly. Who was that? Was she finally meeting her creator?

Emeriel hoped so. Blinking, she struggled to focus, but her vision swam.

All her senses dulled, fading into numbness.

BOUND TO THE BEAST SEASON 2: CHAPTER 91 – 100

As Daemonikai neared the cottage, he was gripped by a growing unease. The absence of sound was disturbing. Concern twisted in his gut. Was she dead?

A shudder went through his frame. For the first time since his return from madness, he felt so much pain in his heart that wasn’t from his grief. Dread he had not known in ages, filled him.

But when he pushed open the door and stepped inside, staggering relief replaced dread. She was alive.

But the state Galilea was in, made the twisted his gut. Vomit surrounded her, her vacant eyes, and endless spasms wracked her small body. The girl had gone into heat stroke.

“Oh, little one. I am so sorry. I should never have left.” He knelt beside her, his hand reaching out to touch her knee.

She whined, recoiling from his touch.

The rejection felt like a sharp blade twisting in his soul. Her movement was sluggish, muscles slack with exhaustion. His beast growled, pained by her suffering.

I know. I feel the same.

He should never have left. The irony didn’t get past him. He had left to avoid succumbing to his instinct to kill her, and in doing so, had nearly caused her death.

BOUND TO THE BEAST SEASON 2: CHAPTER 91 – 100

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