Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 774

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Chapter 774: Kidnapped By A Birdman

Azreal finally arrived at Prince Aldric’s palace, his raven form gliding down gracefully before touching the ground. As soon as they landed, Islinda and Aldric stepped down from his back, their feet sinking slightly into the soft earth. Azreal transformed back into his human form, his towering figure solidifying as feathers receded and flesh replaced them. He crossed his arms, watching from the side as the couple prepared to say their goodbyes.

"Do you really need to leave?" Aldric asked, his voice tinged with reluctance as he caressed Islinda’s face, clearly unwilling to let her go.

"You know I can’t leave Maxi alone in the palace," Islinda replied, her voice soft but firm. "And I’m honestly scared that Andre has already figured out my disappearance. If so, she could be in trouble."

Aldric sighed, his hand slipping into hers. He pulled her close, his lips meeting hers in a deep, lingering kiss. Time seemed to stop for them, the world fading away as they lost themselves in each other. Their kiss was a silent promise, a shared moment of vulnerability and love that neither wanted to end.

Azreal, standing a few paces away, finally decided to interrupt. "You do know that the longer she waits, the harder it will be for her to return to the palace," he remarked, his tone dry, but his intentions clear.

Aldric, still holding Islinda, raised a hand behind her back and gave Azreal the middle finger without breaking the kiss. When he finally pulled away, he turned to Azreal with a defiant gleam in his eyes. "I might die tomorrow, forgive me if I want to spend more time with the woman I love."

Azreal snorted, unimpressed, though a hint of amusement flickered in his eyes. He knew Aldric well enough to doubt the possibility of his untimely demise. The prince was far too stubborn to die easily.

Islinda, however, was completely taken aback by Aldric’s words. Her heart pounded hard in her chest, and for a moment, she felt like she couldn’t breathe. Aldric really loves her? By the gods, the realization hit her like a wave, leaving her stunned and overwhelmed.

Aldric didn’t seem to notice the impact of his words, as he continued, his concern evident. "I’m worried about you. Perhaps, I should come with you," he suggested, his protective instincts kicking in.

Islinda shook her head, her voice gentle but resolute. "I can take care of myself. It would only cause more trouble if they saw you with me. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine."

Although Islinda wanted to ask him to confirm his earlier words, she knew there wasn’t any more time to waste. She leaned in for one final kiss, pouring all her emotions into it, before she activated the medallion around her neck. The magic flared to life, and in the blink of an eye, she was gone, leaving Aldric standing alone in the courtyard.

Aldric watched the spot where she had disappeared, his heart heavy. He was already beginning to miss his mate.

"You’re a hopeless cause," Azrael shook his head in mock sympathy, his tone light but edged with an undercurrent of genuine concern.

Aldric responded with a rude gesture, flipping him off without missing a beat. Azrael felt the corners of his mouth twitch, a smile threatening to break through his usually stoic expression. He caught himself at the last minute, his cool demeanor firmly in place once more.