Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 518

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Chapter 518: Rule With Me

Without warning, Benjamin’s hand moved with swift and precise cruelty, cutting across the fae’s delicate neck. A sharp gasp escaped her lips as pain shot through her, and she winced, her body tensing in response to the sudden assault.

As the trail of blood trickled down the fae’s neck, a potent scent filled the air, carrying the metallic tang of her life force. Azula’s senses were instantly heightened, her demonic instincts stirring within her.

With a sudden transformation, Azula’s demeanor shifted, her features contorting into a visage that reflected her true demonic nature. Her canines elongated into razor-sharp fangs, her once-human hands and feet were now adorned with talons, and her barbed tail stood erect behind her.

Her eyes blazed a bright crimson, ablaze with a fierce intensity that seemed to pierce through the darkness itself. In that moment, Azula’s presence transcended the mortal realm, her aura radiating power and dominance.

Her expression was stern and otherworldly, a reminder of the untamed fury that lay dormant within her demonic essence. In the face of such primal force, even Benjamin couldn’t help but feel a twinge of apprehension, upon witnessing the unleashed power of the Succubus before him. freēwebnovel.com

Islinda watched in horror as the thin trail of blood transformed into a crimson mist, heading towards Azula.

With a look of pure delight on her face, Azula inhaled deeply, savoring the intoxicating aroma of the fae’s life essence.

However, it was not enough and Benjamin’s actions only served to reignite the fiery hunger within Azula, a hunger that clawed at her insides with relentless intensity. In a primal display of raw power, Azula let out a feral growl, her lips drawn back in a menacing snarl that bared her dangerously ragged teeth at Benjamin.

The veins in her neck bulged with the strain of her demonic hunger, pulsing with otherworldly energy that seemed to radiate from within. In that moment, Azula’s craving was palpable, a tangible force that consumed her every thought and desire. She was hungry. Very hungry. Benjamin’s taunting actions only serve to stoke the flames of her ravenous desire.

"I want more!" Azula demanded, her voice resonating with an otherworldly intensity as she pulled against the shackles that bound her. With a primal roar, she exerted her formidable strength, causing debris and dust to cascade from the walls, evidence of her supernatural power.

Despite the appearance that the binds couldn’t hold her, the chains emitted an ominous glow, imbued with an otherworldly energy that sapped whatever strength Azula possessed. Straining against the restraints, she groaned in agony, as if the chains were draining her very essence, leaving her weakened and vulnerable despite her demonic prowess.