That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate novel Chapter 283

Chapter 283 

“Pick a safe word,” Vladya spoke up at last in a resigned tone, his shoulders slumped in defeat. 

The chamber hushed, all eyes turning to him. 

“If you are going to do this, you will need a safe word. I will be out here. If you say it–if you scream it–I will come in there and pull you from his grasp, no matter what.” 

Emeriel let out a sharp, pained cry. 

Daemonikai had done something to her, but no one could see what. 

Still, she stared up at him, cupping his cheek with a trembling hand. “It’s okay, dearest.” Her voice was soft, full of love. “I’m right here. I’m all yours.” 

Aekeira shook her head vehemently, her shoulders shaking with sobs “Em, please!” 

“Keira. That’s my safe word,” Emeriel said, her attention remaining on him. “Promise me you would not come in, no matter what you hear. Promise me you would not enter unless I use the safe word.” 

A muscle ticked in Vladya’s jaw. “I promise.” 

Daemonikai shifted fully into his beast form then, his erection huge and ready, glistening with precum. He lifted Emeriel, throwing her onto the bed, and his massive body following instantly, 

Vladya moved to the door and closed it firmly behind him. 

Aekeira went berserk, throwing herself at him. “No, no, no, no! What are you doing!? I need to get to my sister!” 

Vladya kept his emotions under tight leash, responding calmly, “He is already in beast form, Aekeira. It has begun, there’s nothing we can do at this point.” 

“There’s nothing you can–and you call yourselves rulers!?” Aekeira screamed. Pulling away from him, she whirled around to face all of them. “You call yourselves powerful!?” 

Ottai reached for her. “Aekeira-” 

Scrambling out of his reach, she faced Vladya again. “You can’t get in there and save a girl from one male!? My sister is in grave danger and-” she shoved him hard, “Move, I will do it myself!” 

He did not move an inch. 

“Get out of my way!” She screamed, beating at his chest with her fists. “Move before he starts-” 

Emeriel screamed. 

It was a tone so high–pitched, so painfully loud…it was downright heartbreaking. 

Aekeira turned ghostly white. 

Another scream rose again, just as piercing and raw as the first. 

Anger fled from his female, replaced by pain so visible it downright twisted Vladya’s heart. 

Her knees slammed on the ground. “P–Please, Vlad.” Rubbing her hands together in a desperate plea. “I w–will do anything you want, just make him s–stop.” 

Vladya’s chest grew even heavier. It was the past all over again, when the beast mounted her sister and she could do nothing to stop it. 

*P–Please, huh? Do it for me. Ackeira looked so hopeful, her face wet with tears and sweat. 

Vladya turned away. “Zaiper, disperse the people and shut down Blackstone. No visitors until further notice.” He paused. “Ottai, takr Arkeira away.” 

“What!? No!” Ackeira shouted, looking at him with absolute betrayal in her tear–filled eyes. “No, you can’t do that!” 

“Should I put her to sleep?” Ontai mouthed at him, his face grim. She cannot be awake for this.” 

Inside. Emeriel screamed again, and Vladya, even in his soulless state, felt her pain like a dagger to the heart. 

“Yes” be answered. 

Ottai moved forward, lifting the thrashing Ackeira into his arms as she kicked and screamer. 

“No! Let me down! How could you do this to me, Vladya!?” she wailed as Ottai carried her down the hallway. Her voice grew distant, fading into silence. 

Now alone. Vladya’s hand clenched on the doorknob as another carsplitting scream echoed through the air.