Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 585

Chapter 585: Freak

Maxi left without telling Issac.

Anya told her to come alone which meant she had eyes on her. Maxi couldn’t help but look around, wondering who might be in cahoots with that bitch. There was always the risk that someone would uncover her identity, but she never thought it would be Anya.

Maxi had thought that with the revelation that she was Issac’s mate that the Fae would let her be, after all, it was considered an abomination in the Fae realm to get between true mates. But it seems not only was Anya a sore loser, but a lunatic. However, Maxi was determined to prove who the greater lunatic was between the both of them?

Being around Isaac has softened her rough edges and tampered down her bloodlust. But not anymore. She had never liked Anya and her dislike only grew worse, especially after learning what she had done to Issac. However, now an opportunity has presented itself to her and Maxi was determined to destroy her.

No one touched what was hers. Not Issac. Definitely not Oma. Not her loved ones!

Though the destination remained undisclosed on the paper, the inclusion of Oma’s hair hinted at a more sinister purpose—it was a tracking mechanism. Maxi seethed with frustration, recognizing Anya’s cunning. She must have employed some form of magic to trace the scent carried by the air, ensuring she could follow the trail until she reached the scene without fail.

Maxi’s pulse quickened as she followed Oma’s scent, her senses heightened with determination. Each step brought her closer to the hidden location and it was a dense forest. Of course, Maxi sneered inwardly. If Anya planned to ambush a dark Fae, this would be a great location. A closed off location. No one could tell whatever happened here.

Good. It worked for her anyway. Maxi lifted her chin defiantly. If Anya died here, nobody would question or suspect her. The air whispered with the scent, guiding Maxi through the dense forest, weaving between the towering trees like a silent sentinel.

Centuries of training told Maxi she was walking right into a trap, yet she pressed forward, the foliage thinned, revealing a clearing bathed in dappled sunlight.

In the center stood an old, dilapidated cabin, its weathered walls shrouded in secrecy. Maxi’s heart raced with anticipation and caution as she approached, the scent growing stronger with every step. Oma was in there.

With a steady hand, Maxi pushed open the creaking door, revealing the dim interior. There, bound and gagged, lay Oma, her eyes wide with fear and desperation.

Fuck. That lunatic. Maxi shut her eyes in exasperation. She was already thinking of a million ways she could mutilate Anya once she got her hands on her. She moved at once to free her mother in law from the clutches of her captor.

As Maxi leaned down, the atmosphere shifted suddenly, and Anya materialized out of thin air, launching an arrow aimed directly at Maxi. With lightning reflexes, Maxi intercepted the projectile at the last possible moment, catching it with a deft hand. Anya’s eyes widened in disbelief, startled by Maxi’s unexpected defense.

Maxi’s lip curled into a sneer. "Is that the best you’ve got?"

Before Anya could utter a retort, Maxi delivered a powerful backhand blow that sent her reeling, stars dancing before her eyes. Stumbling in her attempt to evade Maxi, Anya tripped over her own feet, scrambling backward in a desperate bid to escape. Yet, despite her efforts, the raw fear etched on Anya’s face betrayed her terror as Maxi closed in, bridging the distance between them with relentless determination. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Maxi sighed in disappointment as she witnessed Anya’s crippling fear, the arrow she had tried stabbing her with, still clenched in her hand. She said, "If I had known that you would make things so easy like this, I would have taken my time getting here."

Maxi’s disappointment morphed into astonishment as Anya burst into hysterical laughter, tinged with madness.

Raising an eyebrow in confusion, Maxi couldn’t help but be intrigued by the sudden shift in Anya’s demeanor.

"What’s so amusing?" Maxi inquired, her curiosity piqued.

Anya’s eyes gleamed with a crazed fervor as she replied, "You’re correct, I didn’t make it easy for you."

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