Chapter 391 Herod grabbed a quill and parchment , scribbling a hasty message .
I apologize for the insolence of this late night request , Your Grace .
But a matter of utmost urgency has arisen .
I implore you to grace my estate with your presence this evening .
I await your rival The Lord of Agriculture .
Herod rushed outside , the parchment clutched in his hand .
Under the oak tree , he whistled sharply .
message to Within moments , a sleek messenger bird swooped down , landing on his outstretched arm .
Herod attached the its leg .
Watching the bird take flight , he whispered a silent prayer hoping the message would reach the grand king early .
Hoping the ruler would honor his request .
GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI .
Daemonikai was no longer hunting for Vladya .
He knew the truth with every fiber of his being as he raced through the woods in the dark .
His instincts had taken over .
That nagging feeling had forced its way to the surface , overpowering his will .
He ran , not with purpose , but with desperation .
There was no destination in mind , and could not pinpoint the exact location he was headed .
Yet , it didnt matter .
He could not resist the pull .
He did not want to .
He had never felt like this before .
This compelling urge to be somewhere .
A force that overrode his very strong concern for his missing friend .
The world blurred around him as he raced through the forest , his powerful legs eating up the distance .
Finally , he skidded to a halt at the gates of Herodiss estate , his chest heaving .
The sudden stop jolted him back to a semblance of rationality .
What was he doing here ? He , the grand king , trespassing on another Alphas territory under the cover of darkness ? Daemonikai had executed people for less .
Logic dictated he turn back .
Head back to the woods and continue his search for Vladya .
Yet , he could not .
His legs were moving forward , and with a guttural growl , Daemonikai announced his presence at the gates .
The response was immediate .
Sound of locks disengaging filled the air , followed by the creak of metal hinges .
The gates swung open , revealing a line of guards , their heads bowed in deference .
Daemonikai took a single step onto the estate and a scent slammed into him , nearly bringing him to his knees .
A scent so sweet , so potent , it crashed over him like a tidal wave .
Mine ! Mine , mine , mine ! The same scent had haunted his dreams .
Only this time , it was much , much stronger , and smelled so much better .
Holy Ukrae .
Holy hell .
Someone roared , the sound suspiciously close , before he realize it was coming from him .
Chapter 139 .
Everyone raised their hands in surrender .
Necks bared for him But it was not enough .
Possessiveness gripped him like a vice .
Daemonikal wanted to k .
He wanted to destroy every male who dared to even breathe her scent .
Another rear ripped from his throat , echoing rough the night .
Your Grace , please calm yourself , a familiar voice pleaded , cutting through the haze of his fury .
Daemonikai whipped around , his vision blurring at the edges .
Rage and raw arousal warred within him , consuming him .
Your Grace … the voice was closer now , pained , desperate .
HIGH LORD HERODIS A flood of needle like pain spread through Herods body as the grand king pumped out pheromones like crazy in heavy .
super aggressive bursts .
Practically broadcasting his dominance through his stance and demeanor .
King Daemonikai saw all of them as a threat standing between him and his female .
Herod recognized the unmistakable signs of an Urekai in a rut .
But this was no ordinary rut .
The sheer power of Daemonikais pheromones … their raw , untamed strength , spoke of a bond far deeper than mere attraction .
If Herod hadnt known before , he knew now , Emeriel was truly Daemonikais soulbond .
If the grand king shifted now , they would all be dead .
Herod fought to project an aura of calm , desperately hoping to appease the enraged alpha .
Your Grace , please , Herods voice was strained .
That message couldnt have reached the fortress this fast .
And if Emeriel had called to him , the urgency would have triggered a shift , and his beast form would have arrived instead of the man .
So , how had the grand king arrived so quickly ? Another blast of pheromones washed over him , forcing several soldiers to their knees .
Some roll onto their back … showing their bellies in the most humiliating way an Urekai could ever submit to another .
It worked , to a degree .
The savage glint in Daemonikais eyes dimmed slightly , replaced by a cold , calculating rage .
Mine , he growled in a possessive rumble Herod would have sworn shook the very earth .
The grand kings previously feral beast was so close to the surface that Herod couldnt imagine the kind of control the male was exerting to stop a forced shift .
Give her to me .

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Now , King Daemonikai snarled in a tone that was purely animalistic .
Taking a menacing step forward , his bore into Herods .
You have what belongs to me , Lord of Agriculture .
Give .
Her .
To .
Me .
Now .
eyes Shes in the cottage , he choked out , raising his hands in surrender while fighting the suffocating powers of that last blast .
All yours .
She is ready for you .
All of a sudden , a sound echoed in the distance .
The unmistakable sound of a door bursting open , followed by the frantic patter of bare feet on stone .
Herods eyes widened as Emeriel raced towards them .
The girl who had struggled for hours to escape had finally found the motivation she needed .
The scent of her soulmate .
The grand kings head snapped up , his gaze zeroing in on the approaching figure .
Emeriel was naked and unashamed as she barreled into him with the force of a charging bull .
2/3 18:25 Tue , Dec 31 G TO Chapter 189 Any other male would have been knocked to the ground , but Damonikai stood firm , his arms encircling the trembling female .
Youre here , she sobbed against his chest , her body clinging to his .
I have been waiting .
It hurts so bad .
Please , make it go away .
Beloved .
I need you so much .
Herod winced inwardly .
Beloved .
If she was lucky , that word would be lost in the haze of rut , and Daemonikai would not remember it afterward .
The grand king pulled back slightly , his broad shoulders shielding her nakedness from the prying eyes of the soldiers .
Mine , King Daemonikai stated in a possessive tone that brooked no argument .
Yours , she cried softly , trembling .
I am yours .
The grand king gave them all a last thunderous glare , before he lifted her effortlessly , and stormed towards the cottage .