Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 918

Chapter 918: New Brother-in-law

Zal’therak made it clear to Islinda that she would not be leaving the Tamry Forest, especially not that night.

At first, the decision had enraged Islinda. She had stormed through the crumbling village paths, cursing under her breath and feeling trapped like a caged bird. But as her anger cooled down and logic set in, she realized how foolish her outburst had been.

She had come here as a diplomat, her mission being to prevent a war that could destroy the Fae realm. Letting her emotions dictate her actions wouldn’t help anyone, especially not the faeries. She had a role to play, and she couldn’t let personal grudges, not even against Fayre, cloud her judgment.

Islinda’s heart hardened at the thought of her mother, Fayre. Or at least, the woman who had once been her mother. Fayre had chosen to abandon her, to remain in hiding for years while she grew up thinking she was dead. Hence that Chapter was closed. Her mother had died when she was a child. She didn’t know this Fayre, and she wasn’t going to let her meddle in her life now.

That night, Islinda lay on the makeshift bed in her mudhouse quarters, tossing and turning, unable to find peace. The distress within her was too great, her thoughts racing with the unresolved emotions and frustrations. She stared at the thatched ceiling, her body restless even though she was honestly exhausted.

At that point, Islinda knew she was not getting any sleep that night. Or so she thought. Without warning, a strange heaviness settled over her. Her limbs grew heavy, her breathing slowed, and her eyelids fluttered shut. Before Islinda knew it, the sleep claimed her with an unnatural force.

And it was then that it happened.

Islinda found out that she was no longer in the Tamry Forest but stood in what was obviously a dreamscape. And there he was, making her heart leap at the sight.

"Aldric!" Islinda cried out, her voice trembling with emotion as she ran toward him.

Aldric’s face lit up, his giddy smile more beautiful than she ever remembered. His arms opened wide, and as soon as she reached him, they closed around her in a tight embrace. Aldric held her as if she were his entire world, never letting go.

Islinda buried her face in his chest, inhaling his scent, feeling the strong beating of his heart that matched her own. Tears pricked at her eyes as she began to murmur, "I’m so sorry.... I’m sorry ..."

"Shhh, it’s alright... " Aldric whispered, holding her protectively. He no longer cared that he had been burning with fury at her decision and had actually thought of ways of tying her to his side and making sure she never left again. No, it didn’t matter anymore. All that mattered was that she was safe and in his arms.

Islinda looked up and Aldric cupped her face with his warm hands, clearing away the tears that slipped down, the mere contact sending waves of comfort and love through her. Without hesitation, he bent down and captured her lips in a passionate kiss. Islinda responded instantly, her fingers threading through his hair as she poured every ounce of longing and love into the kiss.

Although it was a dream, everything felt real to the point that Islinda could feel the warmth of his lips, the strength of his arms wrapped around her, and the electric pull of the mate bond between them. Her chest tightened with emotions, the joy of being reunited overwhelming her. The bond which tethered their souls flared brightly at having them together once more, even that fleeting moment. Islinda felt whole again.

When they finally pulled away from the kiss, Aldric rested his forehead against Islinda’s, their breaths mingling together. But suddenly, his eyes widened as if remembering something crucial. His gaze turned frantic, and he placed a hand gently but firmly on her belly. freewēbnoveℓ.com

"Our child," he whispered, his voice tight with fear. "Are you okay? Did they hurt you?" His eyes flashed dangerously, the mate bond amplifying his emotions to a near feral intensity. "If they laid even a finger on either of you, I swear, I’ll kill every last one of them!"

Islinda quickly placed her hands over his, trying to calm him down. "No, Aldric, stop. I’m fine. The wraith king has treated me well. No one has harmed me or our child." she assured him.

Aldric’s jaw tightened, but her words seemed to pacify him. For the moment.

He cupped her cheeks, his thumbs brushing lightly against her skin as he looked into her eyes with unwavering determination. "I’m coming to get you back. That wraith king or whatever he thinks he is will regret the day he took you hostage!"

Oh fuck.

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