Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 513

Chapter 513: The Princess Had To Wake

In his current guise as a Wrry cat, Prince Wayne exuded an air of nobility despite his foul mood, his feline form masking the stern countenance he bore in his human shape. His furrowed brow and intense gaze would have unsettled anyone had he been in human form. But to those around, he appeared simply as a dignified Wrry cat, his regal demeanor belying the frustration simmering within.

With a series of discontented meows, he voiced his displeasure at the disruption of his plans, his dissatisfaction evident even in his feline form.

It was supposed to be him and Islinda all alone tonight but no, the universe got in the way again. If only that little menace of a child hadn’t stolen her purse, then Islinda wouldn’t have chased after him and then got involved with the Fae guard and the incident escalated! Why did his princess have to be weak in this body? The affairs of this realm shouldn’t concern her at all. If anything, both of them should raze this Astaria to the ground!

Hence Wayne sat on the bed brooding and snarling at anyone who dared to come close to him. He would claw their eyes out. What paw was it again, his favorite? His left, right?

How dare they carry him around anyhow? Do they even know his position in his realm? If he was in his full power, he would ravish their soul. Their ancestors used to cower before him whenever they summoned him. If only he hadn’t come to look for his princess, he wouldn’t have been confined to this form.

Everything in this realm requires balance and order must be restored. His kind was not allowed to exist in this realm for too long unless they possessed a suitable body to tether them in this realm. Unfortunately, his "choices’ ’ were limited and here he was as a Wrry cat.

He watched Valerie, as he stood beside Islinda’s bedside, his expression a mixture of concern and frustration. The doctor, a seasoned healer in the Fae realm, approached with a solemn demeanor.

"Why hasn’t she woken up yet?" The summer prince demanded, his voice edged with worry.

Prince Wayne rolled his eyes at the obvious answer. She was exhausted because she had depleted her energy and her weak human body needed to replenish. Of all the forms his princess could take, it had to be a human one. Her human body was too weak for the powers she held inside. Thankfully, her clock was ticking and soon, she would have to shed her human skin.

He could sense it. She had to too. Soon, he would be together with his princess. His beloved. No one would separate them. No, together, the both of them would have revenge on the Fae who broke them apart. This realm would regret the day they summoned and tricked them.

The healer met Valerie’s gaze with understanding. "Your Highness, Miss Islinda has simply exhausted herself. The events of today took a toll on her physically and emotionally. She needs rest to recover fully."

Valerie clenched his fists, trying to rein in his emotions. He had never felt so powerless before. "How long will she sleep?"

"It’s hard to say for certain," the healer replied gently. "But given her condition, she may need several hours, perhaps even a day, to regain her strength."

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