Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 563

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Chapter 563: Awareness Lost

"So you are the one who interrupted my kiss?" Aldric cut in, his voice low and menacing, his eyes fixed on the captain with a cold intensity that sent shivers down the fae’s spine. They had dared to disrupt a rare moment of peace and intimacy with his mate, Islinda —when she was cursing or fighting him for abducting her. Aldric’s fury simmered beneath the surface, he was not forgiving them.

"W-what?" The captain stumbled over his words, taken aback by Aldric’s accusation. He quickly composed himself, adjusting his uniform with false bravado as a show of authority.

Straightening up, he spoke, attempting to regain control of the situation. "I understand that the human is under your rule, Prince Aldric, but she is needed at the palace to answer for her crimes. I advise you not to interfere—"

The captain’s words died on his lips as a whip of darkness extended from Aldric, swift as a striking viper. It pierced through the captain’s chest with merciless precision, leaving a gaping hole where his heart should have been. The Fae’s eyes widened in shock and agony as Aldric’s shadowy appendage tightened its grip around his still-beating heart. fгeewёbnoѵel_cσm

"With the investigation, right?" Aldric finished for him, his voice dripping with chilling finality. Crimson blood stained the captain’s chin as he choked on his own blood. With a flick of Aldric’s wrist, he released his hold on the captain, who crumpled to the ground in a lifeless heap.

Islinda’s gasp was choked with horror as she witnessed Aldric’s brutal display of power. She knew he was capable of cruelty, but this surpassed anything she had seen before. It sent shivers down her spine, leaving her trembling with fear.

The soldiers stood frozen in disbelief, their minds struggling to process the shocking turn of events. But amidst the chaos, one of them regained their senses and barked out a command, "Fire!"

Islinda took cover behind a pillar, at the same time Aldric’s form blurred into motion, his cloak billowing behind him as he darted towards their assailants with supernatural speed. In a matter of seconds, he closed the distance between them, his movements fluid and lethal.

The guards stood no chance against the fury of the dark Fae prince. Swiftly, he rid them of their weapons and when Islinda peered out from her hiding place, she was surprised to see that he had not laid a touch on them or worse killed them.

But the guards, undeterred, seized the opportunity to unleash their diverse Fae abilities, each one summoning their powers in a display of readiness. Despite Islinda’s confidence in Aldric’s formidable abilities, her heart fluttered with uncertainty as she watched the soldiers surround him, their powers poised like drawn bows, ready to strike at a moment’s notice.

How would Aldric evade the onslaught of their combined attacks? He was outnumbered and facing adversaries who were determined to subdue him by any means necessary.

As the guards unleashed their fury on Aldric, his darkness formed a protective dome around him, rendering their attacks futile. The soldiers recoiled in shock as their assault failed, realizing the true extent of Aldric’s power. In that moment, fear flashed in their eyes as they understood why even the king was wary of his own son. Aldric was far more powerful than they had anticipated.

Confusion gripped the soldiers as they hesitated, unsure whether to continue attacking or flee while they still had the chance. Some, driven by bravery or foolishness, persisted in their assault, while others turned and ran. But none were spared as Aldric’s darkness surged forth, taking on a tangible form and striking down each of his assailants with lethal precision.

In a macabre display, the shadows pierced through their chests, leaving behind gaping wounds. One by one, the guards dropped to the ground with sickening thuds, their lifeless bodies littering the alleyway. Aldric willed his shadows to release their hold on the guards’ hearts, allowing the organs to fall to the ground like discarded playthings.