Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 488

Chapter 488: Feral Fae

"Wayne!" Islinda was startled at seeing the cat. No, if there was anyone she had expected coming to her rescue, the Wrry cat was the least of it all.

Hearing his name, the cat trotted over to her, his tail held high in defiance as if giving Aldric the middle finger. Aldric, who was still on the floor howling in pain. It hit Islinda at that moment that the eye must be a sensitive spot for the Fae just like the spot between the legs where the sun never shines. Except that was general knowledge and Aldric would never let her come close enough to let her hit him there.

Islinda picked the cat up and pressed him to her side, delighted to see him. Prince Wayne purred and rubbed himself against her breast, its little eyes closed as it relished the heavenly sensation. So soft. Except this was not the time nor place for such a joyful reunion. Aldric would be up soon and Islinda dreaded what he would do to her cat.

She grimaced at the blood staining the cat’s paws, realizing the wound he inflicted on Aldric was deep. Well, she hoped Aldric learned his lesson. And Islinda had to admit it felt good knowing that he was in pain. Islinda decided to run again, but she didn’t get far before Aldric appeared before her, causing her to stop abruptly. Oh no. She was filled with dread.

Islinda’s heart raced like a galloping horse as she took in Aldric’s horrifying appearance. Blood streamed down the side of his injured eye, and his hair was disheveled. But it was his other eye that frightened her most. If Aldric had been intimidating before, he now looked like a deranged lunatic, seething with rage. He was on the verge of murder, and Islinda shuddered.

Suddenly, the cat was snatched from her grasp and Islinda screamed. She tried to pursue, but Aldric’s minions, his shadows, curled around her feet, immobilizing her. She could only watch in horror as one of the shadows transformed into a human-like figure and handed Prince Wayne to Aldric.

Aldric received the damn cat from his creature which quickly dematerialized and formed into nothing. Aldric was beyond reasoning and stared down at the cat with undiluted hatred. He previously held great disdain for the cat, but after it took out his eyes — which would heal — he couldn’t wait to end it.

There was something off about the cat, though Aldric couldn’t quite pinpoint it. The only reason he allowed it to stick around was because of Islinda. But now it had crossed a line, and there would be no mercy. It was the perfect tool to tame his mate’s rebellious spirit. She would not be leaving this place.

"Aldric..." Islinda whimpered, her eyes fixated on the cat, filled with nervousness.

Aldric smirked cruelly. He was going to relish killing the poor creature and having Islinda beg him for mercy. He knew he was not a good person, and he intended for Islinda to learn that. She couldn’t provoke him without expecting retribution. She had every right to be angry about his attempt on her life, but threatening to leave him was a step too far. It drove him mad.

A red haze clouded his vision and Aldric couldn’t control the beast inside of him fighting to be unleashed. Islinda was his. No one else. Who was she planning to run to? Valerie? Andre? Theodore? The spring Fae had been kinder to her compared to the first time he tried to murder her. Was all of his brothers trying to take what was his?! Mine. His. She was all his. Even if he couldn’t keep her. No one else could have her. Certainly not his brothers.

Now, the cat would bear the brunt of his anger. Aldric no longer had any interest in killing Islinda. The first attempt had been excruciating, as if his soul was being torn in two. And that was without even marking her. Instead, he would keep her locked away in the castle, ensuring no one else knew the truth and could use her against him. Islinda might not like it, but it was the only option. If she blamed him for trying to end her life, she should prepare herself for the measures he would take to keep her safe.

As blood rushed to her head, Islinda swallowed hard, watching Aldric’s hand tighten around Prince Wayne’s neck. She could see it in his feral eye and taut body, he planned to hurt the cat. Islinda felt her heart ache. She couldn’t let him harm poor Prince Wayne.

"Let the cat go, Aldric" She begged him, choosing her words carefully.

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