Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 665

Chapter 665: The Incubus Prince

"My lady, shouldn’t you put the cat away until we are done?" Ailee said, glaring at prince Wayne.

Islinda barely reconnected with her Wrry cat when Ginger and Ailee came into her room, intending to prepare her for the day even though she would be spending them locked away in her room. Unfortunately, that was her curse for getting affiliated with royalty. She had to look impeccable every time and shouldn’t be caught in a bad moment.

Unfortunately, Prince Wayne was having none of it and wanted to spend more time with her. He was suddenly being too clingy. It had taken a lot of conviction to keep him away from the bathroom. The cat seem to have a bit of intelligence so Islinda talked to him, only then did he let her be.

Although Islinda had heard tales of pet owners bathing with their pets in the human realm, this was the Fae realm, and things were different here. Despite Wayne’s intelligence, she couldn’t shake off the feeling of self-consciousness about being nude around him. After all, he wasn’t just an ordinary cat; he was a magical creature. It felt strange to undress in his presence, as if he could understand and judge her in a way that humans couldn’t.

Once Islinda was out of the bath, Wayne wasted no time in demanding her attention, employing various tactics from purring and meowing to curling around her legs and licking her skin. Surprisingly, he never resorted to clawing her, unlike what the servants had warned about Wrry cats being moody and nasty creatures.

In fact, reflecting on it now, if there was anyone Wayne clashed with often, it was Aldric. Islinda couldn’t help but find it amusing, considering their fiery interactions. She couldn’t blame Wayne for his animosity toward Aldric; after all, she had harbored similar feelings toward him in the past, even if they had somewhat improved over time. Aldric was still a jerk sometimes.

Right now, Prince Wayne perched atop Islinda’s shoulder, his tail wrapped possessively around her neck as he snarled at Ailee, who hesitated with a comb in hand, unsure of approaching.

"Wayne..." Islinda sighed, attempting to coax the cat down from her shoulder with gentle pets, but he remained stubbornly in place.

"He’s adorable, though," Ginger commented, charmed by the majestic snow cat. Little did she know, beneath his cute exterior lurked a deadly demon, now eyeing her hungrily. She was oblivious to the danger she was in.

"Can I touch him?" Ginger was more taken by the cat than Ailee who still had that deep frown on her face.

"I wouldn’t advise..." Islinda began, but before she could finish, Ginger reached out to pet Prince Wayne, and to Islinda’s surprise, he leaned into her touch. Soon enough, Ginger had him in her arms, playing with him affectionately.

If their kind were to procreate, they choose the best partner. In this case, it was him. Hell was no place for the weak and their progeny would take on their legacy from when they stopped. In the end, his princess belonged to him, no one else. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

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