Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 779

Chapter 779: Valravn:The RavenKind

Gabbi had every reason to fear the birdman. She finally recognized his kind, her blood running cold. The stories from her childhood came rushing back. The folklores that were told — Ravens of the slain, valravn.

According to legend, these creatures were born when ravens feasted on the hearts of men slain in battle. It was said that after consuming the heart of a child, they gained the power to shape-shift, becoming something far more dangerous. Intelligent, cunning, and hungry for more than just flesh, the Valravn were the kind of creatures that made even the bravest warriors shudder. They could strike deals with humans, either taking the child by force or being promised it in exchange for some dark favor.

And now, one stood before her.

Gabbi’s heart pounded in her chest, the primal instinct to flee battling with the terrifying reality that escape might be too late at this point. This was supposed to be nothing more than a bedtime story, a legend to scare children into staying close to home and disobedient children into obeying. Yet here he was, a living nightmare, staring at her with a brooding intensity that made her skin crawl.

Was he planning to kill her? Or worse, eat her heart to complete some gruesome transformation? The possibility paralyzed her with fear.

Gabbi thought—if he was already a Valravn, did that mean there was another one lurking, waiting to complete the ritual? Was she really destined to end up as a tasty meal to these creatures. If that was the case, then she hoped her bones choked them.

The birdman took a step toward her, and Gabbi screamed, stumbling backward. His eyes narrowed, but he stopped, choosing not to advance any further.

He seemed to recognize the fear in her eyes, and for a moment, a flicker of something like sympathy crossed his face.

His hands went into the pockets of his pants, a gesture that seemed oddly human.

"You have a knack for wanting to plunge to your death," Azrael said, his voice mixed with frustration and something else—concern, maybe? "What were you thinking, stepping on a loomhole and getting transported to the city like that?"

Gabbi gave him a puzzled look, barely processing his words. She understood the question, but fear had robbed her of her voice.

"I’m talking to you," Azrael repeated, his tone sharper as he took a step closer, forgetting his earlier resolve not to frighten her.

"Don’t come any closer!" Gabbi shrieked, raising her hands to shield her face. She turned her head away, unwilling to witness the moment he might decide to end her life.

Azrael halted, his gaze softening slightly as he felt the pull of the mate bond, the force that connected him to this human woman, urging him to heed her wishes.

Gabbi peeked through her fingers, looking up at him and was surprised to see him stop. Huh, what was up with him?

"Are you going to eat me?" she asked cautiously, her voice trembling.

"Eat you?" Azrael echoed, confusion etching his features.

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