Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 589

Chapter 589: Together As One

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Blood. Gore. Death.

No matter how much Maxi scrubbed, the scent of blood lingered on her skin, haunting her even as she soaked in the scalding hot bath. It seemed no amount of water could cleanse the darkness festering within her soul

Every detail of Anya’s torment replayed in Maxi’s mind with horrifying clarity. She had wanted Anya to suffer, and she had ensured it with every cruel action. If Maxi possessed the power to inflict torment in the afterlife, she would have done so without hesitation. In unleashing her fury, Maxi had tapped into a sinister aspect of herself that she had long kept suppressed. Now, there was no denying the truth: everyone had witnessed her true nature—a monster.

Even though it was a figment of her imagination, Maxi saw Anya’s face appear at that moment, looming over her. Her twisted smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth as she sneered. "Look at you, you ugly thing..." she spat, looming closer and tilting Maxi’s face, scrutinizing the black markings with disgust. "Does Issac even see these monstrous marks on your face when you’re together?" she taunted. "I bet it disgusts him. You disgust him. How could he possibly see you as his perfect match with a face like yours? Out of all the beautiful light Faeries in Astaria, he chose you? Doesn’t that speak volumes? I wager he views you as nothing more than an exotic dalliance. Once he comes to his senses, he’ll leave you for a stunning light Fae, not someone with ugly markings like you."

Maxi’s mind swirled with self-doubt. Who could possibly love her now? Issac might remain by her side due to the mate bond, but would he truly accept her for who she was? Unlike Issac, Oma and Kayla had not witnessed her true self without the glamour. They would surely be repulsed by the darkness within her. Kayla, once playful and affectionate, would no longer see her as the beloved daughter-in-law.

Although she had emerged victorious over Anya, Maxi couldn’t shake the feeling that she had ultimately lost. Lost in her thoughts, she failed to notice Issac’s presence until he appeared in the washroom, calling her name.

"Maxi...!" His voice broke through her reverie, and this time he shook her shoulder, prompting her to snap out of her thoughts with a small gasp.

"Oh. Sorry. Didn’t hear you," Maxi responded listlessly, rising from the tub and standing to her full height. She wrapped a towel around her naked body and moved to step past Issac, but he reached out and grabbed her arm.

Issac’s scowl softened as he spoke, "I understand that you’re in shock and probably exhausted, but please, don’t push me away. I care about you and couldn’t bear to see you in pain."

"Why?" Maxi retorted sharply.

"What?" Issac was taken aback by her question, confusion furrowing his brow.

"Why would you care about me?" Maxi pressed, her tone tinged with anger.

Issac stared at her in disbelief, a mixture of frustration and concern evident in his expression. He let out an exasperated sigh. "Maxi, you are my mate—"

"Rigit, because you are my mate," Islinda said, a dullness in her eyes. "It’s not like you truly like me or something." She chuckled mirthlessly, "Well, here’s me letting you go."

Several emotions flashed across Issac’s face, but shock and disbelief were the most apparent.

Maxi straightened up, her expression determined. "You’ve witnessed what I’m capable of. You don’t have to stay with me out of obligation. You deserve to find a light Fae whom you can love and have beautiful Fae children with. I won’t hold you back, even as mates."

Issac froze, his heart heavy with Maxi’s words. Before he could respond, Maxi continued, "I’m sorry for bringing this up abruptly, but it needed to be said. Please forgive me, Issac. But if it offers any assurance, know that you would be the last Fae I would ever give my heart to. Have a good life."

With a heavy heart, Maxi added, "And perhaps it’s best if we don’t share the same room from now on. Goodbye, Issac." With that, she turned and left him standing there, the weight of her words hanging heavily in the air.

She had barely stepped into the room when a hand yanked at her hair, eliciting a sharp gasp of pain from her lips. Before she could react, Issac spun her around, and she found herself staring into his intense gaze. Without a word, he crashed his lips against hers, igniting a fire within her that she had tried so hard to suppress.

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