Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 456

Chapter 456: Summon A Demon

Warning: This Chapter contains graphic violence and gore.

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Islinda was still disturbed by her discovery, and when their eyes met, a shudder ran through her body. His eyes were completely black, with the pupil covering the sclera, devoid of any hint of compassion. Unlike the other dark Faeries who proudly displayed their marks, this Fae seemed to embrace his chilling and twisted cruelty.

His gaze bore into Islinda’s, making her wonder if he could see through her. Instinctively, she took a fearful step back. However, he looked away, showing no sign of recognition. Islinda placed her hand over her chest, feeling relieved.

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Unlike the other Faeries, he was the only one who wore clothes, which allowed the runes on his arms and neck to peek out. Islinda recognized him as the leader of the villains and felt wary of his presence.

He commanded the witch, "You should summon her now."

Defiantly, the witch lifted her face, eyes filled with defiance. "You do know demons don’t appreciate being disturbed."

"Not if we can entice them with a sacrifice." He smiled coldly, subtly nodding his head.

Instantly, a Fae who appeared to be his second in command forcefully pushed a follower forward. The follower stumbled, confusion evident in his eyes as he took in the scene. It wasn’t until he saw his leader’s detached expression that he realized what was happening.

Islinda almost felt pity for the poor Fae. He had been betrayed by the same people he trusted, possibly even considered family. They had easily sacrificed him for their goals. Well, he should have known from the beginning that following the wrong side meant monsters showed no qualms about sacrificing their own.

Before he could comprehend what was going on, two Faeries grabbed him, holding onto his arms tightly as he screamed and struggled fiercely. They forced him to his knees. Meanwhile, the second in command approached with a sinister smile, a gleaming blade in hand.

He yanked the Fae’s hair, exposing his throat, and slit it. Blood splattered, landing on the pentagon, causing the circle to emit an eerie glow as it absorbed the blood. The Fae sputtered and choked on his own blood, still alive as the second in command continued to cut his throat until he decapitated him. He then tossed the severed head into the circle. Following that, he punched the Fae’s chest, ripping out his heart, and throwing it into the circle as well.

Even in her invisible form, Islinda felt nausea rise in her throat. The brutality of the slaughter left her gagging. The thought of potentially being a sacrificial lamb was no longer amusing. However, she had no time to dwell on it as the witch began reciting incantations. The line glowed even brighter than before, forcing Islinda to shield her face with her palm.

As the light subsided, Islinda gasped for breath, her lungs feeling empty. In the middle of the pentagon stood a beautiful woman. However, Islinda wasn’t foolish enough to believe she was human. She recognized this being as a demon, even though she appeared human. A demon with a dangerously alluring beauty. There was a predatory glint in her eyes, as if she would devour them all if given the chance.

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