Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 62

Chapter 62: Never Leave Her

"How do I look?" Islinda stepped out of the cottage and appeared in front of Valerie in a new pair of masculine tunic and pants.

When they got back to the cottage, Valerie handed her the clothes since the cloak was wet and heavy on her, and her old clothes were dirty. Even though they had pretty much done everything, Valerie still gave her the privacy to dress up which was kind of cute. Her feelings for the handsome Fae were so obvious that it might as well be written boldly on her face.

Valerie was seated on a bench outside and started a small fire which he used to cook the hunt he caught earlier. He turned around at her presence, his sight running over her appreciatively and she flushed at his heated gaze.

"It would have looked much better on you had it been my clothes," He said with a smirk at the corner of his lips.

"A-ha! I knew it! You stole the clothes, didn’t you, Valerie?" Islinda queried him with narrowed eyes, daring him to lie his way out.

Valerie’s mouth fell open when she came to stand in front of him, her arms akimbo. However, the shock soon gave into a smile and he teased her, "What would you do if I stole it from the village?"

Her face fell.

Valerie chuckled, before pulling her down onto his lap and Islinda went red in the face. The both of them were not hesitating this time in displaying their affection for one another.

"Don’t worry, I did no such thing. "

She gave him a look of unbelief. There was no way Islinda believed he simply walked up to a store in the village and they gave it to him, for free.

"Well. I might have broken into the store at night...." He paused as her look of disapproval increased and he swallowed yet continued, "But I dropped enough compensation for them. Trust me, I paid for everything I took."

"Really? You paid for it? Where did you get the coins?" Islinda asked with suspicion, some things did not add up.

Islinda felt Valerie’s arm tighten around her as if she had asked a question she shouldn’t have. But then, she was pretty determined to get the answers she sought - even if she wouldn’t like it.

Valerie licked his lower lip and answered with a sigh, "I was in communication with one of my people on the other side. He got me what I needed, Islinda." He confessed.

"Oh, is that so?" Islinda said, her voice a little less enthusiastic than earlier.

Valerie sensed the change in her mood because he crooked a finger beneath her chin and turned her face to him,

"What’s the problem, Islinda? Tell me."

Islinda bit the inside of her cheek while fidgeting with her hands. How was she going to tell Valerie that she feared he would leave her? That she might wake up one morning and find out that he was gone from her life forever. Was she a fool to delude herself that this was going to work out between them?

"Islinda, talk to me. What’s wrong? I might be powerful but I still can’t read your mind. No Fae can read a woman’s mind. " He attempted to lighten the mood but Islinda was not flattered.

"Please?" He begged her.

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