Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 160

Chapter 160: A Compatible Body

Valerie barely stepped out of the portal when a hand reached for him and he swiped it away faster than lightning, slipping out of the attacker’s striking range with ease and grace as he recognized Derek. Not that he hasn’t known it was him from the start.

"Just as I thought you would, you finally came here. What then took you so long to arrive, my prince?" Derek said politely, even though Valerie could sense him struggling to suppress his anger.

"I knew you would look for me, so I thought to return to a place you would likely find me," Valerie answered, looking around the babbling brook.

The small, shallow stream of water flowing gently over the rocks and pebbles, creating a peaceful and soothing sound as it traverses the landscape was the reason he had chosen this place as one of his hideouts. Not many Fae visited the charming natural feature because he owned it.

Suddenly, Derek began to sniff the air as he caught a strange scent. However, the scent was stronger around the prince so he came closer to Valerie and began to sniff his clothes like a dog only for him to jerk back with shock at his discovery.

His eyes shone with anger mixed with accusation, "Incense?! Herb?! Strange magic?! You visited a witch, my prince?!"

"If you could smell that on me, that means I have to take a bath then. Good thing I made a stop here, don’t you think so?" Valerie said, ignoring the vital question Derek had asked as if it wasn’t worth his attention.

Instead, he went to his horse tied to a tree whom Derek had thankfully brought along, taking out the spare clothes he had put in the saddle bag just as his second in command approached him again.

"Your Highness, this is not an issue that you can just bypass -"

Derek did not get to finish the rest of his words because Valerie grabbed him by the throat so fast he couldn’t retaliate.

"Y-your Highness," His eyes widened at the prince’s assault, this was the first time he treated him like this.

Derek placed his hands on top of his as if to loosen the grip a bit, all to no avail. While he was a strong guard, Valerie was the strongest summer court Fae after his grandfather. He was more powerful than him.

"How long have you been with me, Derek?" Valerie asked, his face as dark as a storm while his teeth were gritted in anger. He was so sick and tired of everyone telling him what he could and could not do. He was the crown prince of Astaria for fucking sake! What was the use of his power if he couldn’t use it to save the woman that he loves?

"For as long as I can remember, my prince?" Derek answered, fighting for breath.

"Tell me then, who owns your loyalty?" Valerie asked threateningly, tightening his grip around his neck.

Filled with fear at the prince’s sudden outburst, Derek answered carefully, knowing the answer would determine whether he lived or died.

"Y-you!" He coughed out, already turning blue from the lack of air.

A cold smile tilted Valerie’s lips as he said, "Good. Let’s keep it that way then, shall we?"

Without another word, he tossed Derek away as if he weighed nothing less than a rag doll and the Fae fell on the ground wheezing. Derek raised his head while catching his breath, watching as the prince discarded his clothes like nothing happened till he was stark naked and carefully walked into the small stony stream where he washed off the remnant of the witch’s magic.

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