Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 202

Chapter 202: Broke Her Heart

A scream tore off from Islinda’s lips as soon as her eyes snapped open and she was back in her room. However, the traumatizing experience she had been subjected to was just so overwhelming that she assumed it was another trick of the mind and didn’t recognize that she was back in her body.

Strongs arms suddenly wrapped around her arms and lifted her off the bed. The move startled Islinda that she let out a high-pitched scream she never thought she was capable of producing. Although it was pretty much exaggerated, the intensity of her scream was capable of raising the dead and made her captor wince out loud.

"Shhh, darling, it’s me," Aldric attempted to calm her, but Islinda was too far gone and surprisingly strong. She elbowed Aldric so hard in the ribs that the breath was knocked out of his lungs.

However, Aldric did not succumb to the pain and tightened his grip on her. But the struggle was fierce and realizing that he wouldn’t get to her in this way, he let her go and pinned her to the bed with his strong body.

Islinda thrashed around wildly, trying to dislodge him, but Aldric was like an impregnable wall and she couldn’t get out from beneath him. He then cupped her face and made her look him in the eyes.

"It’s okay, you’re safe now. Nothing is going to happen to you." He promised her and though Islinda stopped fighting him, she was still far from reality. She began to sob, her breathing so heavy it seemed she might hyperventilate.

"Forgive me, little human," Aldric said before he slapped her across her face and her mind snapped back to reality.

Her wide eyes and the incessant pushing at his chest as if he was crushing her was the indication Aldric needed to know that she was back and he got off her, gladly.

Islinda climbed off the bed in a panic, getting as far away from Aldric as possible, and leaned against the wall as she caught her breath. Her eyes darted across the room, confirming that she was indeed back in the castle.

"Valerie...He did something to me, I was in my room and next in that strange place and he was talking about a soul swap and he wanted to trap my soul in another body to free...." She rambled nervously

"Shhh, don’t speak," Aldric was by her side, although he was careful not to startle this time, "No one’s going to force a soul swap on you. It’s not going to happen again. Ever." He said with such strong conviction that it became clear to her.

"Fuck," Islinda gasped, "You killed her," Now that she thought about it, the hazy memories became clear to her.

The witch had tried to forcefully swap her soul. It was almost like those times that Aldric got into her head and made her do things, Islinda could not just forget the helpless feeling. Although both of the experiences were different, because whenever Aldric was in her head, she could feel him and it was more of an enthralling suggestion that she couldn’t resist. And it was a familiar sensation.

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