Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 72

Chapter 72: Fed Into Her Darkness

Note : This Chapter is dark and can be triggering for some.

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What in the world possessed her to decide to take on Eli all by herself? Islinda thought as she approached her family house with her heart hammering in her chest. Having walked from the marketplace, she had the time to think and the anger fueling her decision slowly ebbed away, leaving nothing but fear in its wake now.

However, this was Eli and as malevolent as the Fae had been, they had once shared a bed. Islinda shuddered at the memory, hoping to the gods he didn’t do anything weird to her while asleep. But Islinda knew deep down she would know if he assaulted her.

She remembered the times she would sleep on the cot, only to wake up and find herself on the floor the next day, everything had been his doing. Why did he push her away? Didn’t he not like others sharing the limited space with him? Perhaps Islinda was blinded by Valerie’s kindness that she assumed Eli would do the same, considering their relationship.

Islinda assumed she would get him to leave the human realm peacefully. Banishing him away to the Fae realm should be revenge enough for the soul he had taken. She was the one who introduced him to everyone’s lives and would be the one to send him away.

She has not thought about how to explain the situation to her step-family when one of them opens the door, but seeing was believing and Islinda would open their eyes to what they were oblivious to.

But then, no one came to the door because it opened on its own with an eerie creek that had Islinda drawing her bow in a matter of seconds. However, it was just the old hinges protesting, and just like the other day, it seems her family was not home.

Nonetheless, Islinda would not be deceived and moved with stealth knowing she was dealing with a deadly creature. She had seen Valerie’s powers and could not go against him, not even in her wildest dream. Valerie had told her that all Fae came from different courts and she had no idea what wretched magic Eli would be able to manipulate. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

On the bright side, she had the element of surprise and the trickster Fae would not see her coming. Islinda cautiously walked through the short passageway that opened into the living room, her feet as light as feathers. The house was silent as if no one was home and when nothing happened for over a minute, Islinda dropped her defenses and was able to breathe.

Where has everyone gone? Did they leave with Eli? The name sent a tremor down her spine. Was he still keeping up with the pretense of being a child? Where did he go with her family? Surely, he does not plan to kill them too? Her stomach churned at the thought.

"I knew you would come back." Someone said and Islinda whirled around with wide eyes, her heart almost jumping out of her chest with her lifting her bow instinctively only to realize that it was....

"Remy....?" Islinda sucked in a sharp breath, having no idea how to deal with this one. It had been easy saying she would be able to handle her family, but the reality was different from imagination.

Her step-sister has been her abuser for years and has become inured to the maltreatment, she couldn’t stand up to her. Remy was strong - when it came to beating her; Islinda was not confident of defeating her.

"For once, I decided to have patience and it finally paid off," She said and Islinda gave her a blank look, none of her words made sense.

Remy eyed her weapon and said, "Do you plan to kill me? Is that why you snuck into the house days ago and took it?" She huffed.

"Oh, this..." Islinda lowered her bow at once. She did not come to attack her family but Eli, she reminded herself of that.

She took the quiver off her shoulder, and propped both weapons up against the wall. Islinda then turned to her, "Where is Eli?"

"Why? Do you plan to take him away the same way you ended Ryder?" There was an unwavering malice in her eyes that made the hairs on her arms stand on edge.

Remy was furious and in that state, she didn’t think before reacting. Islinda sucked in a sharp breath, bracing herself for what was to come.

"I didn’t kill Ryder," Islinda stood her ground, her small hands balled into fists. She has been away all this while, what makes her think she would brutally kill her "beloved" with her strength?

Moreover, the killer was roaming free and had beguiled her. She has to snap Remy out of whatever charm Eli has her in. But Islinda rethought that decision when Remy slapped her hard on the cheek without warning and her vision swarmed.

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