My Mad King's Love, Forever Mine

burning sickness in their blood that only one thing can soothe: the lege

ythical girl turned into a brutal conquest. They crushed our fallen human

ed for their elite breeding auction, I to

labyrinth, a living sacrifice meant to feed their

sed my back against the freezing wall, watching in

gender. As his crimson eyes locked onto my throat and he

I would not die cowering like an animal. I gri

he air, the legend became my reality. The sweet, intoxicating scent t

dropped his massive body to his knees, his fangs retra

lute, world-ending obsession as he pulled

in

al. They called me the Blood-B

pte

ra

the damp stone floor cut through the thick, su

him, we weren't people. Under the Vora Empire's "Livestock Codex," humans were nothing more than breathing me

er terrified eyes. I knew what she was seeing. The flames. The night the Vora vanguard crushed our kingdom's defenses

my palms that the skin broke. The sting grounded me. I was trained for this. Years of elite noble education had drille

on block upstairs. His massive, calloused hand twisted into Lyra's blonde hair

ldly, her small fists beating against his thick, mus

my entire body weight ag

n missed her skin, grazing the ends of Lyra's hair. Th

dropped the iron and back

instantly flooded my mouth. My cheek throbbed with a blinding heat, but I didn't make a sound

y body squarely between him and my sister. "Female slaves are auction assets!

my feet. "You think your dead noble blood means anything

gain, a harsh burst of static crackl

res a new batch of male sacrifices. Q

slave slumped in the corner. He was one body short for the Abyss draft. If a Vora Overseer fa

a meat grinder designed solely to dispose of useless human males. But it was an im

Lyra by the shoulders. I p

I whispered

o the vagus nerve on the side of her neck. It was a pressure point str

k. Her body went compl

dropped to my knees and snatched a jagged,

I didn't hesitate. I sawed the rusted metal through the thick strands. The hair fel

I smeared it aggressively over my pale cheeks, down my neck, rubbing

ght. I stripped off his oversized, sweat-stained coat and shoved my

us on the ground and let out a frustrated growl, raisi

e. "You are one male short for the Abyss quota. If you delay the transport, the executioners will have your head. Take me ins

d the bulky, filthy coat. He did the math in his head. He didn't care about m

ou want to be shredded in the dark to buy her a

runted, kicking me hard

t time. I met the eyes of an old, scarred slave huddled in the corner-a man I had smuggled

eping men. We were shoved into a massive, rusted iron

assive chains above us ground against th

h the cage retracted. The su

ge plu

al, ear-piercing screams. The stench of urine filled the

tomach shoved its way into my throat, acid burning the

llowed by a pitch-black abyss. The air turned freezing cold, and t

absolute dark, two vertical sli

sound so ancient and violent it felt

head, the words a frantic rhythm agains