Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 308

Chapter 308: Take Away His Mate

Shadows surrounded Islinda, so thick that she couldn’t make out her own features. Where in the world was she? The last thing she remembered.... What was the last thing she remembered?

She should be panicking at this point, but Islinda couldn’t. It was strange to say this, but she felt at home in the darkness. It called to her. It was comforting.

Islinda began to walk through the darkness with no direction, nor a glimpse of what she was stepping on. It was just so dark she couldn’t see her own feet.

"Hello?" She said, her voice echoing across the darkness, "Hello? Is anyone here?"

"Princess," A voice rasped from the dark and Islinda gasped, whirling around to see who was speaking but there was nothing but darkness. However, she felt a strange sensation slither up her arm as if someone was touching her and she spun again to glimpse nothing.

"Who are you?!" Islinda yelled a little louder, looking for him. Yes, she knew that it was a "he" from his deep, rumbly voice.

"Princess," The voice echoed again and it seemed to come from everywhere so she couldn’t pinpoint his location.

Unfortunately, Islinda was getting tired of this game and she shouted to the air, "Show yourself!"

There was no response.

However, call it a sixth sense, Islinda could still sense that it was there with her.

"Or maybe you’re just a coward." She riled him on purpose and it worked.

Islinda screamed when something grabbed her face and she was looking into eyes swirling with darkness. It held her still so she couldn’t turn her head and glimpsed the rest of his face. Her heart was pounding in her throat as fear washed over her.

"Do not be afraid, I will not harm you." She winced, hearing the voice directly in her head.

"Who are you?" She asked, swallowing down the lump in her throat. There was just something about him that made shivers run down her spine.

"You would know soon, Mo gheall," He said and Islinda felt the sensation of her hair being stroked. Not that it calmed her, her anxiety rose.

"Mo gheall?" She repeated after him.

"Yes, my betrothed."

Verify captcha to read the contentVerify