Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 808

Chapter 808: No Interruption

Islinda stood in the bathroom, her hands gripping the edge of the sink as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her breath was shallow, and her heart pounded in her chest, the events of the last few hours replaying in her mind like a nightmare she couldn’t wake from. frёeωebɳovel.com

She had taken the risk to summon Azula, desperate to know what the demon inside her had done in her absence—what words she had whispered to Andre, what actions she had taken to manipulate the situation. But Azula had remained silent, dormant, like a snake coiled in the dark, waiting for the right moment to strike.

Her face was still wet from splashing cold water on it, the droplets clinging to her skin like tiny beads of dew. She stared into the mirror, at the features that seemed so foreign now. The white-blonde hair that cascaded over her shoulders wasn’t hers. It was Azula’s doing, a twisted mockery of her former self. Beneath the glamour that masked her true form, she knew there were marks etched into her skin, a constant reminder that she was forever changed.

Frustration gnawed at her insides, a festering wound that wouldn’t heal. Her life hasn’t been so perfect but just when everything seemed to be turning around, just when she thought she might find some semblance of peace, everything was collapsing back into chaos.

Her hands clenched into fists at her sides as she stared harder at her reflection, the anger building within her like a tidal wave.

"Just come out already, you bastard!" she snapped, her voice echoing off the walls.

She ran her hands through her hair, tugging at the strands in frustration, her breathing ragged and uneven. She continued to stare at her face in the mirror, willing Azula to appear, to confront her directly instead of lurking in the shadows of her mind. But then something strange happened—something that made Islinda’s heart drop into her stomach.

Her reflection stared back at her, but instead of mimicking her expression of frustration, it smirked—a twisted, malevolent grin that sent a shiver down her spine.

Islinda’s blood ran cold as she realized what was happening. It wasn’t her reflection anymore. It was Azula, toying with her, mocking her. The anger that had been building within her exploded in a rush of adrenaline, and before she knew it, she had slammed her fist into the mirror.

The glass shattered under the force of the blow, cracks spiderwebbing out from the point of impact. The twisted smirk disappeared, replaced by a distorted, fractured version of her own face.

Islinda stared at the broken mirror, her chest heaving, her hand throbbing with pain. But the physical pain was nothing compared to the terror that gripped her heart. Azula was indeed toying with her.

She quickly washed the blood from her hand, watching the crimson liquid swirl down the drain. The wound would heal soon enough, but the fear—the fear would linger. She couldn’t afford to let Azula win. Not now. Not when so much was at stake.

Islinda forced herself to leave the bathroom, returning to her room where she found Maxi waiting for her. The moment she saw the expression on Maxi’s face, Islinda knew that she had heard the news. Since the fight where she had been injured, this was the first time Islinda had seen the dark Fae horse shifter.

"Have you lost your mind?" Maxi’s voice was low, but there was no mistaking the anger simmering beneath the surface.

Islinda opened her mouth to explain, but Maxi cut her off, her eyes blazing with fury. "How could you? How could you agree to marry Prince Andre? Is this who you really are? The moment Aldric is in trouble, you run off to the better prince?"

The accusation cut deep, slicing through Islinda’s defenses like a knife. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she blinked them back, refusing to break down. "Do you think I had any choice?" she shot back, her voice trembling with emotion.

"Everyone has a choice," Maxi retorted, her tone unforgiving. "And this was yours."

Unable to hold it in any longer, Islinda shouted, "I made a deal with Andre!"

Maxi frowned, the anger in her eyes giving way to confusion. "What?"

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