Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 53

Chapter 53: You Are Mine, Islinda

All it took was mere minutes for Islinda to make it out of bed, unable to stand being alone in the cottage anymore. The dream haunted her and she needed to calm Valerie too. She didn’t mean to die, he needed to know the reason for her visit and perhaps understand her. Islinda did not like that they were fighting.

"Valerie!" Islinda shouted his name the instant she made it outside, but the sound echoed across the forest with no response.

It didn’t deter her as Islinda made it further away from the cottage, searching for him and having a feeling he went away just to hide from her.

"I know that you can hear me, Valerie! Please just come out, so we can talk!" Her voice reverberated across once more but there was no sign of him.

Suddenly, Islinda felt genuine fear trickle through her at the thought that Valerie might have left for his realm. What if he was more angry than she thought at her actions and he left for good?

By the gods, no!

"Valerie! Valerie! I’m sorry!" Islinda hastened her steps now, her heart now pounding while her chest seized with fear. This cannot be happening.

"Valerie, please -!" She panicked and in her haste to find him, tripped over a root and fell down the bush-woven path.

Islinda moaned in pain when she turned to her side. She was bleeding from the scratches on her arms she had used to shield her face from suffering the attack. Her side hurt as well from the fall, and though her ribs didn’t feel broken, it was painful.

"Islinda!" Valerie’s voice sounded close to her and Islinda wept in relief inwardly. She didn’t know how to feel about the fact he practically ignored her, only to come to her rescue when she got hurt. Nonetheless, he was here, that was all that mattered.

Islinda was not a crybaby but when she saw Valerie, her emotions washed over her, bursting open like a dam. The next Islinda knew, she was weeping like a baby on his shoulder, while he held her to him tightly.

"I’m so sorry," She cried, snot forming on her nose with a bubble. Not that Islinda cared because she explained quickly, "My stepmother chased me away from home. She wanted to marry me off to Ryder and would implore any means possible to do so. I had nothing on me, not even shoes. It was either I died trying to come to you or I went to Ryder." fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

At the mention of Ryder, a man he had no idea about but got the point already, Valerie’s hand tightened on her shoulder to the point that it hurt, but Islinda did not dare make a noise. She had caused him enough trouble already and could take on a little pain.

Valerie was angry and it was even scarier than when he shouted at her moments ago in the cottage. He gripped both of her shoulders now with a shockingly bruising hold and to be honest, she felt claws on her back. But Islinda was not scared that he would hurt, knowing that the anger was not directed at her. She was more worried about what he would do with the way his body shook with the rage he was trying to suppress.

"I’m going to kill them. I’ll kill them all." Valerie growled out and was up on his feet to go make good on his threat when Islinda hurried after him and grabbed his wrist.

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