Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 727

Chapter 727: Kill Her With Kindness

"Where are you taking me?!" Azula struggled against the inky tendrils of Aldric’s shadows that bound her wrists. Despite her protests, Aldric dragged her along with a grim determination.

Azula had anticipated awe or even reverence after she revealed her story, expecting them to be impressed or, at the very least, intrigued by her demonic prowess. Instead, she found herself being manhandled by Aldric like some unruly captive. Damn it!

"Where are you taking her?" Maxi ran up beside them, her voice tinged with alarm. Aldric’s abrupt departure had left everyone stunned.

"To a place where no one will find her!" Aldric growled, his grip tightening as he continued to haul Azula forward. The demon’s defiance only fueled his resolve.

"Let me go!" Azula yanked fiercely against the shadows binding her. It was like a brutal tug-of-war, her struggles meeting Aldric’s unyielding strength.

With a powerful pull, Aldric jerked her forward, causing Azula to stumble and crash into his chest. His skin was warm and bare since he sacrificed his tunic for her. For a fleeting moment, Azula’s face pressed against his chest, feeling the rhythmic pulse of his heart.

A sudden idea sparked in her mind, but Aldric, sensing her intent to charm him, pushed her away roughly before her eyes could flash red. She fell to the ground, glaring up at him with a mix of fury and frustration. "Asshole!"

"Get to your feet now!" Aldric thundered, his voice echoing with the authority of a dark Fae prince.

"Make me!" Azula spat back, her eyes blazing with defiance. She sat on the ground, her posture radiating a stubborn refusal to comply.

Maxi, standing nearby, watched the scene unfold with growing concern. Aldric’s shadowy grip on Azula and his fierce expression left no doubt about his intentions. The tension between them was palpable, a battle of wills that seemed on the verge of boiling over.

Aldric took a step closer, his gaze dark and intense. "I won’t ask again," he said, his voice low and threatening.

Azula’s lips curled into a mocking smile, even as she remained on the ground. "You think you can control me, prince? I’m not one of your obedient little subjects. I’m a demon. People worship me! I don’t kneel to anyone."

Aldric’s eyes flashed with anger, the shadows around him writhing in response to his agitation. "You will obey me, Azula, or you’ll find out just how far I’m willing to go to make you."

Azula’s laughter rang out, sharp and mocking. "Oh, Aldric. You have no idea who you’re dealing with. But go ahead, try me. I’d love to see you fail."

For a moment, the air crackled with unspoken threats, the tension between them almost tangible. Issac, now at the scene, felt the intensity of the standoff, glanced at his mate, wondering what to do as their worry deepened.

Aldric took a deep breath, reigning in his fury. With a swift motion, he extended his hand, and the shadows wrapped more tightly around Azula, lifting her to her feet despite her struggles. "This is not up for debate," he said coldly. "You’re coming with me, and I’m going to find a way to hide you from sight. You survived in the human realm for years and Islinda can pass off as human, you would be safe there."

"No, I am not going anywhere!"

"Azula?!" He growled a warning.

"Tell me!" He turned to Maxi, desperation in his eyes. "What do you expect me to do when I can’t even exorcize her without sending Islinda to hell? I can’t kill her without harming Islinda. She won’t even let me see Islinda to know if she’s okay!" freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

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