Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 645

Chapter 645: How Good Are You At Pretending

"Aldric is under witchcraft influence," Islinda blunted out as soon as she could speak. That had been one of the most mind-blowing sex she had ever had with Eli. Unfortunately, all good things had to come to an end.

"What?" Eli blinked in confusion.

Islinda steadied her breathing, saying a little bit seriously, "Elena of the Raysin Court has Aldric under some spell, and she is manipulating him against me."

A furrow appeared between Eli’s brows and he got off Islinda, realizing the gravity of the matter. The both of them were naked and the first thing Eli did was to dress up. The wound from where Islinda had stabbed him had healed, but his tunic was still wet with blood. He put it on like that.

Unlike him, Islinda simply sat up, bringing the sheet up to her chest to cover her nakedness. This was her bedroom after all and it was late at night. Aldric was the intruder to have broken into her place at night and attempted to murder her.

Eli was dressed up in no time and he stood before the bed, arms folded across his chest. He could sit down, but he did not trust himself to keep his hands to himself. The mate bond was growing deeper and he wondered if Aldric had already informed Islinda about the special connection they shared. The asshole had kept him in the dark this entire time — the same way he planned to return the favor.

"Why didn’t you tell me from the start?" He asked her.

Islinda’s eyes twitched, irked at his statement and it took everything in her to control herself. She wanted to curse him out and maybe hit him in the back of the head for that stupid question when everything had been his fault.

She started out slowly at the beginning with a sweet smile that didn’t touch her eyes, saying. "Who said I didn’t tell you? But you didn’t even let me let out a word without nearly tearing my head off!" Islinda snapped at him at the end, unable to contain the frustration building inside of her.

Eli was taken aback by Islinda’s outburst, staring at her in surprise."Oh." He flushed with embarrassment realizing he was wrong.

Flustered, he apologized, "I’m sorry."

Islinda’s anger faded away at those words. By the gods, Eli was so sweet and had a better character than the pig head, Islinda. But even at that, Islinda couldn’t wish for one without the other. Both personalities had their good sides and flaws. She er... loved them equally. Islinda for the first time, felt such peace within admitting her true feelings.

"Apology accepted. I guess you’d need the details now." Islinda said, tapping the spot beside her, indicating that he should sit.

Eli expelled a deep, shaky breath at the

tempestuous offer. He didn’t trust himself around Islinda. Even now, he could still inhale her arousal and it was driving him crazy. He felt the need to rut in her. He wanted his name spilling from her sexy, luscious lips as he brought her to worlds alone. He wanted their scents to mingle together and it would be all he ever breathed. He wanted them forever together.

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