Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 237

Chapter 237: Fought For Her Life

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When Faeries called him a mad prince, they had no idea how right they were. He was indeed mad. What mother would curse his child so the power inside of him would drive him crazy? Well, his mother dearest did. A mad king cannot rule Astaria.

Not to mention a mad dark Fae prince.

No one knew his secret. All they knew was that his mother cursed him never to take the throne, but not the details. If anyone had an idea of this, his dreams of being king would be shattered. No, he will be eliminated. They would want to erase the chances of that happening especially with him determined to make the impossible possible.

But now, she knows.

Islinda sank flat on the bed with ecstatic delight until Aldric rose and the hardened look in his eyes was all the indication she needed to know that playtime was over and trouble was brewing in the air.

She gulped, "Aldric?"

But the vicious look on his face made her stomach turn and her pulse increased, her heart jumping straight to her throat. Something was wrong, she could feel it. Aldric looked like he was about to throttle her.

And he sure did.

"Aldric!" Islinda shouted in disbelief when his hand clutched around her throat and he began to choke her.

"This was your plan all along, wasn’t it?!" He snarled in her face, "You drew him to the surface so you could know my secret! Now you plan to go tell your lover, Valerie, isn’t it?!" He yelled with fury.

"N–no!" Her eyes blurred from tears, "I would never...." Islinda said, trying to loosen his grip around her neck all to no avail.

"Liar!" He growled low, his eyes wild and predatory, "You females are all the same."

Islinda’s lips quivered, knowing this was the real Aldric she had not got to meet until now. The monster hidden beneath the perfect face Valerie warned her about. She always knew what he was capable of, and yet, she didn’t listen. Now, she had to bear the consequences all by herself.

Aldric’s face was impassive and devoid of all human sympathy. He was intent on ending her. His monstrous inhumanity was now out on the surface for her to see. But Islinda was not one to give up easily.

She fought as hard as she could, shoving and kicking and clawing. Islinda struggled for her life like a frantic animal staring death in the face, but it was still not enough. Aldric was a seasoned warrior and could not be disarmed easily.

Aldric pinned her to the bed and the more Islinda fought him the weaker she became. Black dots began to fill her vision and a sad thought crossed her mind. To think this was the way she died. Although Islinda knew deep down that Aldric was going to end her, it happened unexpectedly and felt like a total loss.

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