Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 776

Chapter 776: Mind Control - 2

"Where do you think you’re going?" Andre demanded, his grip tightening around her arm.

Islinda made one last desperate move to try to control him. "You will let me go and—" she began, but Andre’s eyes widened as he realized what she was attempting.

He swiftly spun her around, pressing her back against his chest, one arm wrapping around her torso while his other hand clamped over her mouth, silencing her mid-command.

With his chest heaving, Andre spoke roughly into her ear, his breath hot against her skin. "You’re going to learn today that unlike you—a newborn half-breed—I’ve lived for hundreds of years and can recognize every trick that comes my way."

Islinda struggled, her muffled words coming out in a panicked rush, but his grip was ironclad. She could feel his strength, the raw power that made him the autumn prince. Andre shifted his stance. With one fluid motion, he hoisted her off her feet and threw her over his shoulder.

"Andre!" Islinda gasped, her fists pounding against his back, "Let me down this moment! This is not how you treat a guest!"

But it was no use.

She was trapped, completely at his mercy. The helplessness of the situation sank in, and fear gnawed at her insides. Evelyn thought she was strong but right now, she felt so vulnerable, so outmatched.

"Perhaps that guest should have known not to go around trying to mind control people. We’re going to have a long talk about this when we get back. Do you know how risky it is trying to mind control?" Andre reprimanded her like a mother would a child.

Andre continued walking, his grip firm and unyielding while Islinda gave up and accepted her fate. She had underestimated him and was paying for it.

Islinda did not make a scene as Andre carried her back to her room and dropped her unceremoniously on the bed.

"Now begin." He demanded, the playful banter and teasing tone that often accompanied their interactions gone and replaced by a cold, unrelenting one.

Islinda opened her mouth to speak — to make up a believable story — but something made her pause. Her eyes darted around the room, her heart sinking as she realized there was no sign of Maxi which was strange. Even if she were in the restroom, Maxi would have rushed out, if just to see that she was fine.

"What is it?"

Islinda ignored him and searched the spaces including the armoire incase she was hiding in there, but there was no sign of her.

"Are you looking for your chaperone?"

Islinda stilled..

Islinda felt her blood run cold at his words. He had got to be kidding her. freewebnovel-cσ๓

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