Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 470

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Chapter 470: A Woman After His Heart

Usually, most men would be concerned if their significant other was staring at them with such murderous eyes, imagining different ways to gut them open. However, Prince Aldric Huxstabel of the winter court clan and the great dark Fae prince found it arousing.

There was something adorably cute about seeing Islinda flushed with that fire burning in her eyes and her lips pressed together in a grim line. He knew her mind was working several ways she could dissect him and it was incredibly hot. A woman with a thirst for blood and ruthlessness, that was definitely a female after his heart.

Though, after tonight, his heart would stop beating for her because she would be dead. Once he killed her and emerge as a new Fae afterwards, he would think of another way of getting to that throne. Aldric had allowed himself to be diverted, playing along with Islinda’s games and tapping into Eli’s loving nature. His alter ego had no idea of his plan, he shut off that line of communication and it was best it remained that way.

From her upside down position, Islinda had learned a valuable lesson - to stay still. Her attempts to free herself had been futile, if anything, they only left her exhausted. Thankfully, she had chosen to wear pants instead of a dress, or else her skirt would have revealed everything. She could only pray Aldric would never embarrass her like this, incase of next time. Islinda knew their fights would never end.

As she hung in that "wonderful" position , she watched as Aldric opened the carriage door, waiting for his shadow to come and dump her inside. The more time she spent with Aldric, the more she understood why people feared him and his shadows. They could lift her effortlessly, yet when she tried to tear them away, she felt nothing.

She also couldn’t forget the incident in the dining hall. Aldric’s shadows had enveloped the entire room, leaving no doubt in Islinda’s mind that he could eliminate the royal family if he wanted to. However, she knew he had principles and wouldn’t cross the line of murdering his own family in cold blood. Though he was capable of it, Islinda sensed a hint of morality within him. Perhaps, king Oberon sensed the same and left him alive on purpose

On the other hand, Islinda had no reservations about killing Aldric once she was free. It would be a favor to the entire Fae realm. She was certain they would congratulate her for a job well done. Afterward, Fae Queen Maeve would likely dispose of her, now that she had no one to protect her. Why did her life have to be so difficult? Islinda sighed, feeling frustrated.

Aldric seemed to know what she was thinking. Even when the shadows gently placed her on the carriage couch, they still bound her hands and legs. Islinda clenched her teeth, trying to control her boiling rage. She had reached her limit. As soon as the shadows released her, she lunged at Aldric, who had the audacity to sit beside her. Who did he think she was?

But Aldric grabbed her waist and pressed her against him, silencing her with a fierce kiss.

No, no, no! This wasn’t going to calm her down. Islinda struggled to escape, but she was like a trapped animal, and Aldric was an impenetrable fortress. She pushed, shoved, punched, pinched, and clawed, but Aldric held on tight, continuing to attack her mouth.