Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 562

Chapter 562: The One Who Interrupted His Kiss

Unlike Islinda, who cowered in fear and was eager to face the King’s army, Aldric was by no means interested in ending the kiss. He let out a low growl against her lips, his desire burning hotter than ever as he grabbed her face and continued kissing her. In that moment, nothing else mattered to him but the taste of her lips and the feel of her in his arms. Others might as well go to hell for all he cared.

Aldric had wondered over a thousand times in his prison how he was going to face Islinda, but none of his imagination had come close to this. Islinda kissed him. No, his mate kissed him and admitted that she missed him too. That admission was the best gift Islinda could ever give him, and Aldric was clearly over the moon. His heart was elevated with joy, and he couldn’t help but keep kissing her luscious lips to show Islinda how much he lov...liked her.

However, that wonderful moment was soon shattered by the fools who infringed on their private moment, announcing with a loud voice, "Stop at once! Deliver the traitor, Islinda!"

Aldric ignored them, relishing the sweetness of his mate’s lips and the moans he drew from her. It filled him with pride knowing he elicited such a reaction from her. Islinda belonged to him. She was his. Others could wait till he was done. If he would be done.

Thinking of which, Aldric hoped he come with the medallion. That way, he would easily teleport them away to the castle considering he was horny as hell and couldn’t wait to have his wicked way with her. He would sheath himself deeply inside of her that she wouldn’t know where her pleasure ended and his began.

No, Aldric had a better idea. He would lock her up in his bed for a week. It would be just him and his mate. During that period, he would ensure her "garden" was watered, plowed, and seeded regularly.

He would find a way to deepen their bonding without Islinda knowing they were mates. And then, when he takes the throne of Astaria, he would tell her the truth. By then, she would be so in love with him she would have no choice but to forgive him for his deceit. By then, she would be his queen and no one would be able to touch a hair on her head.

"Last warning!" The captain ordered, "Surrender the traitor, Islinda!" His voice echoed through the surroundings.

One could imagine how confused the guards were after they successfully tracked down Islinda after her escape, only to find her in a compromising situation with a stranger they could not recognize.

Islinda finally managed to break apart from Aldric, her lips swollen and stinging from the intensity and long duration of the kiss. It was as if Aldric meant to eat her alive. His appetite was ravenous and impossible.

"We should listen —"

Islinda was still speaking when a loud whistling sound was heard and she watched as an arrow flew past error. Though it missed him, it nicked him in the face.

"By the gods..." Islinda was horrified when Aldric reached a hand to his face and it came off bloody.

They were still reeling from the shock when another arrow was released and it precisely tugged Aldric’s hood off before the arrowhead lodged on the wall somewhere else.

Aldric’s expression was unreadable but Islinda was no stranger and knew what was about to happen with that cold, cruel glint in his eyes.

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