Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 608

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Chapter 608: Enemies On A Narrow Way — 2

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"Excuse me?" Elena’s brows furrowed in confusion and irritation as she stared at Islinda, her anger simmering beneath the surface.

But Islinda remained composed, her tone seemingly innocent as she delivered her words. "No offense, but I got called Aldric’s whore. I thought to give you a heads up in case you’re heading down the same lane."

Elena scoffed, her demeanor defensive. "Jealous much?" she retorted sharply.

But Islinda remained unruffled, her response measured and calculated. "Not at all. I’m merely looking out for you. After all, compared to me, a mere human, the whole realm knows you as Valerie’s fiancée. I wonder what they would think if the esteemed Lady Elena is cheating on him with the dark fae prince," A hint of laughter danced in Islinda’s voice as she continued, "I can’t help but fear you might be ostracized from among your people."

Although Islinda’s words sounded like advice, there was an underlying taunt in her tone that didn’t escape Elena’s notice. Anger surged within Elena, and her hand clenched around her utensil so tightly that it bent. Islinda of the past might have been intimidated by such a gesture, but after facing numerous life-threatening situations, nothing fazed her anymore.

Elena growled, "You should mind your business."

Islinda lifted her hand in mock surrender, "Calm your horses, I was only looking out for a fellow sister." She called, continually taunting her.

Elena knew that Islinda was rifling her up on purpose, but she couldn’t help it. Even without taking over Elena’s body, Islinda was a mere human and could not hold a candle to her, Lola, a witch. Their race was superior to humans. So how dare Islinda speak to her that way? Islinda knows nothing about her!

How dare she call her Aldric’s whore?! Accusing her of tangling under the sheet with Aldric was an insult to Dorcas’ memory. Getting close to Aldric was an antic to get his guard down and then murder him brutally the same way he had done to her sister, Dorcas. Unfortunately, Prince Aldric was too powerful and she had to go along with this game, alongside dealing with the original body’s feelings for Aldric.

Lola could feel the true Elena’s consciousness slipping away slowly and letting her take over permanently. However, what she didn’t expect was for Elena’s affection to linger, influencing her reaction to Aldric. However, Lola’s goal remained the same, she would destroy Aldric and avenge her sister, Dorcas.

Elena’s voice dripped with indignation as she confronted Islinda. "Why don’t you just admit that you’re envious of the attention Aldric gives me instead of you?" she challenged.

"Who knows.... " With deliberate emphasis, Elena let her words hang in the air for effect, "Aldric and I might even end up together, and you’ll be left in the dust where you belong."

When Islinda fell silent, Elena assumed victory, wearing a smug expression. But her triumph was short-lived as Islinda erupted into hysterical laughter. Tears streamed down Islinda’s cheeks, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably, and snot dripping from her nose, creating a confusing and uncomfortable scene for Elena. At this point, the embarrassment began to overshadow Elena’s initial confidence.

As the laughter subsided, Islinda’s demeanor turned serious. Leaning closer to the table, she gripped the edges tightly and addressed Elena with a gravelly voice, "Is that the lie you tell yourself to sleep at night?" freёwebnoѵel.com