Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85: He Will Toy With Her

Islinda had no idea what she had been thinking when she raised that knife at Aldric except that she had been blinded with so much rage and misery that she wanted revenge. She wanted to hurt Aldric as much as he hurt her. He needed to feel how much pain he caused her. How could someone be so empty of human emotion? Except he wasn’t human. He was Fae.

Even with the desperation to harm him, Islinda knew she wouldn’t get within inches to hurt him. She has fought Aldric enough to know that he was stronger than the regular human and would always see her coming. Perhaps, she banked on that expectation and though she would lose to him, the fae would know that he hurt her deeply. Not just her heart, but her soul.

Hence Islinda did not expect that he would not make a move until the last minute and put his hand in the way instead. The wail died in her throat when she saw the knife embedded into his flesh and then blood trickled along.

Her stomach churned at the sight of the blood as it reminded her of the memory of murdering Remy. She flinched, letting go of the knife, or attempted to, because Aldric pressed her hand down on the knife.

She lifted her head to him in horror, what the hell was he doing? But all she saw was the devilish glint in his eyes and a smirk as he said, "Why are you letting go of the knife? Didn’t you want to hurt me? Now’s your time, little human." freewebnøvel_com

But Islinda grunted, trying to let go of her hands all to no avail.

He mocked, "Why? Don’t you have the guts to inflict pain? You killed once already, what’s another body added to the list?"

Islinda flinched as if Aldric had physically hit her. She knew deep down that this was an intentional mental attack but it didn’t stop the tears from filling her eyes. If the Fae was trying to break her, he was succeeding.

He continued, "Or perhaps, you don’t like this form."

Then before her very eyes, he changed in a cloud of dark smoke and it was no longer Aldric before her, but Eli. Her once cute and lovely Eli. Except in this case, there was nothing lovely about him.

"Big Sister, why did you stab me? It hurts," He gazed at her with teary eyes and bit down on his lips nervously yet there was a dark gleam in his eyes. He was demonic.

With a shriek, Islinda managed to let go of the knife and she got away from him as if he was her nightmare come to life. Whatever happened next was a compilation of disaster as Islinda pulled on the tablecloth in her haste to get away from him and brought every disaster to the ground, creating a cacophony of noise.

While that was yet to die down, she stumbled over her seat and fell ungracefully on her back. Not that it stopped Aldric, no, Eli from coming after her and her crawling backward until she came to a dead end.

"Stop it," She cried out at first, but he continued in her direction until Islinda yelled out, "I said that’s enough!"

He finally stopped.

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