BEAST'S SLAVE - CHAPTER 12
Grand Lord Vladya stood fully attired, prepared to venture to the festival grounds. He had been so engrossed in his duties, it was no surprise that he was running late.
As he stepped outside his abode, a deafening sound reveberated through the air—twice.
The beast had broken free once again.
By the Gods, not tonight. The fortress was filled with festival-goers, and if the beast were to roam free, it would slaughter every last soul within its reach.
Lord Vladya quickened his steps, hastening from the western quarters toward the southern wings. His soldiers intercepted him halfway, clearly having heard the clamor as well.
“The king’s beast has broken free, Your Majesty.” Yaz, his head soldier announced.
“I heard. We must act fast,” he declared. “Two of you, locate the maids and instruct them to evacuate everyone from the southern wing. They must guide them outside the fortress and toward the festival grounds. Our foremost priority now is to vacate everyone from the fortress and prevent the beast from reaching the festival grounds.”
“Did you hear it too?” Lord Ottai’s voice rang out as he emerged from the eastern wing.
“Yes. Where is Morina?” Lord Vladya asked as they met at the intersection. Together, they set off along the path leading to Frostfall—the southern wing.
“She is already at the festival grounds,” Lord Ottai was relieved that his bondmate had been spared the disconcerting sound of the metal gates collapsing.
It always unsettled her, and because they were bonded, when she was nervous, he felt its impact. “We must ensure the beast remains within the building.”
“”That is my plan as well,” Lord Vladya affirmed. Silence enveloped them as they pressed on, exchanging no further words.
“Do you think Zaiper was right?” Lord Ottai asked, at last.
“Zaiper is never right, but about what specifically?” Lord Vladya queried.
“ki||ing the beast.” Lord Ottai drew a deep breath, his tone tinged with sorrow yet resolute. “We gamble with our people’s lives each day, Vladya. If the three of us unite…join forces, employ the ritual of the eclipse moon and the chalice, we can ki|| the beast.”
Lord Vladya remained silent in response. Together, they veered onto the corridors that led to the abyss land.
“He was your friend, your best friend, so it is a difficult decision to make,” Lord Ottai continued. “And Ukrae forbid we listen to Zaiper, but, I believe he has a point in this case. It’s high time we consider it.”
“I will not ki|| Daemonikai. The Eclipse Moon night is fast approaching, and when that night arrives, Zaiper can do as he pleases—ki|| the beast or wh@??ver the hades he desires. But until then, I will take no action,” Lord Vladya asserted vehemently.
Lord Ottai sighed, regarding the stubborn male with a sympathetic gaze. He wasn’t surprised by the response; Lord Vladya had stood firm on this stance for the past five hundred years. Lord Ottai neither blamed nor judged him for it.
Upon arriving at the forbidden chambers, they were not surprised to find the barricades in ruins and no sign of the beast. The girl, Aekeira, huddled against the wall, trembling.
“What happened?” Lord Ottai asked the girl.
“I-I am not entirely sure. It did not l-lay a hand on me. Instead, i-it moved me aside, s-shattered the gates, and escaped,” the girl stuttered.
As she spoke, the gravity of the situation seemed to dawn upon her, prompting her to rise abruptly. “I must protect Em!”
Lord Vladya furrowed his brow. The beast’s instincts would drive it outside to hunt for prey—either toward the festival or into the woods. It was highly unlikely that it would target the girl’s younger brother.
He pivoted and departed, with Lord Ottai following suit. He soon realized that the girl had trailed behind them.
“You mustn’t follow us. It is dangerous.” Lord Ottai told her.
“Please, my lord. I just need to find Emeriel.” The girl pleaded.
Vladya said nothing. This is not the time to cuddle scared humans.
They tracked the beast’s scent, pursuing it carefully. The good news was that the beast remained within the confines of the southern wing.
They just needed to locate it before it ventured beyond the building’s boundaries.
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“What in the sky were you thinking, Emeriel!?” Madam Livia scolded once more. They had returned to Aekeira’s chambers.
“Shouldn’t you be in the festival grounds, serving drinks? What were you doing here? Do you always wish to be whipped!? Why do you disobey direct orders?” The older woman’s voice brimmed with anger.
Emeriel ignored the prickling sensation in his arm and lowered his head respectfully. “I apologize, Madam Livia. I am aware that you specifically instructed me not to see Aekeira, but I could not resist. I needed to see her, to ensure she was safe.”
“Do you think it was my idea? Grand Lord Vladya issued that order himself. You do not want to test that male, Emeriel. He would devour you for breakfast and cast you into a lion’s den if he so wished. That is the kind of male Lord Vladya is. What were you thinking?”
That was the point. Emeriel was not thinking.
The truth is, he did not regret searching for his sister. Even if Lord Vladya punished him, he still would not regret it. Emeriel absentmindedly scratched his arms, saying nothing.
Madam Livia took a deep breath. “Now go and dress up in your festival uniform. We must proceed to the festival grounds. That is the only favor I can grant you. But if anyone notices you were not there on time and reports it to Lord Vladya, I will not help you evade punishment.”
It was more than Emeriel could ask for. “I understand. Thank you, Madam Livia.”
As he turned to leave, he scratched his arms again, trying to alleviate the itching. The room felt stiflingly hot. Perhaps he could find some fresh air—
Then, it dawned on him.
It was hot. His body felt scorching. The familiar burn surged from within.
Heat. He was about to go into heat again.
“No, no, no,” Emeriel cried out in horror. His eyes widened like saucers as he took two steps back, away from Madam Livia.
The older woman appeared bewildered. “What is it, Emeriel?”
“No, by the Light-gods, no. Not again.” It seemed like just as he had identified the problem, the heat intensified.
His intimate areas felt hot, wet, and swollen. The prickling sensation focused on his lower belly, causing it to ache intensely. Emeriel was consumed by maddening arousal, his body trembling uncontrollably.
Then, the first wave hit him.
Emeriel collapsed to his knees as spasms wracked his body relentlessly. His lower belly contracted so violently that he feared something would tear inside him. Clutching his abdomen, he cried out in agony as the spasms continued.
“By the gods…” Madam Livia’s voice reached his ears distinctly. “You’re in heat.”
Tears streamed down his cheeks. One hand gripped the floor tightly as he rode out the wave.
Spasms after spasms racked his body. His private area licked slick. The wave seemed never-ending, as if it wanted to rend him apart before subsiding.
Oh, Light, he didn’t know if he could bear this again!
“I’m here with you. I’m here,” Madam Livia’s hand rubbed soothingly against his sides.
Emeriel had no idea that he had been crying out the older woman’s name all along. The pain was simply unbearable.
When the wave finally passed, Emeriel felt lightheaded.
*******Moments Later*******
“At least try to sit down, Emeriel,” Madam Livia said, as she had countless times before.
Emeriel ignored her. He felt as if he were being torn apart from the inside.
Resisting the overwhelming urge to rip off his garments, keeping his body still fully clothed despite the discomfort. Instead, he paced back and forth, his breath coming in heavy pants.
Sweat poured from his feverish body, his trembling limbs unable to find relief. He walked unsteadily on shaky legs, his B??@Å¡?s aching and yearning to be freed from the constraints of the tight bandages
His intimate areas were soaked, his ????oris swollen and throbbing. Emeriel fought the urge to lay down, spread his legs and touch himself until he climaxed. The urge was all-consuming, but he fought hard, his fingers twitching with the effort.
Another contraction struck, and this time intense pain was so sharp that it ripped through his belly.
Emeriel screamed. Agony coursed through him, tearing at his belly from within. His V@???@l passage convulsed and clenched, aching for release that wouldn’t come.
Burning, as if it were engulfed in flames.
Frozen in place, Emeriel let out another piercing cry, as pain clawed at his womb, his tear-filled eyes fixed on the ceiling above.
All of a sudden, a terrifying growl echoed nearby.
It jolted Emeriel out of his painful haze before the spasms had even subsided. He frantically scanned his surroundings, startled by the sound. That growl sounded dangerously close.
A glance at Madam Livia confirmed that it wasn’t just his delirious mind playing tricks. The older woman had leaped out of bed, instantly on high alert.
“What is happening?!” Emeriel cried, his voice filled with desperation.
Another growl echoed through the air, even closer than before. The blood drained from Madam Livia’s face, her gaze fixed on the door. “The beast. It is approaching.”
“What?!” Emeriel barely had time to process the information before the door burst open. Behind it stood the most terrifying creature he had ever seen.
Standing at least seven feet tall, the beast towered on its hind legs. A thick black mane framed its head, its brows furrowed over piercing yellow eyes.
It possessed massive paws adorned with long, razor-sharp claws that could easily tear through anything in its path. Its bronze body was muscular, covered in fur, its broad pectoral muscles clearly defined.
Emeriel had only seen drawings of Urekai in their beast form, but from the drawings in books, he thought he had a good idea of what they would look like. He was wrong.
This beast was so large and terrifyingly imposing that Emeriel felt lightheaded, paralyzed with fear. It stalked into the room, its movements graceful and predatory, and Emeriel caught sight of its lengthy tail.
Covered in sharp spines resembling a nightmarish saw, the very tip of the tail appeared as a pointed dagger. It swung swiftly and unpredictably as the beast prowled.
Approaching Emeriel, the beast circled him. He remained as still as a statue while it leaned in and took a VERY deep inhale.
Then, it emitted a long, satisfied purr.
In that moment, Emeriel knew he was in grave danger. The beast had come here…specifically for him.
But why!?
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