Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 112

Chapter 112: Die In Aldric’s Hands

Aldric’s wicked smile turned her blood to ice. She always knew the dark prince had unusual tastes, but doing it in front of everyone, he must have lost his mind.

She lifted her hand to push him away, he caught her wrist and slowly pinned them above her head, arrogantly showing off his superior strength.

"Let me go!" Islinda hissed, struggling fiercely with him.

Unfortunately, Aldric seems to enjoy her struggles, his lips curling fiendishly.

"Why? Didn’t you want us to have fun?" He asked, arrogant amusement in his eyes.

Instead of boring him to death, she had excited him indeed. Islinda realized his action was deliberate. She challenged him and he rose to it. Aldric loved drama and she provided one for him.

While Islinda did not want to back down and wanted to see the challenge to the end, Aldric was sadly the most terrifying man, no, Fae she had ever seen. He was unstable and who knows, he might really make the threat a reality if she pushes him too far. Unlike her, he had nothing to lose.

She was not going to end up on his bed. While her relationship with Valerie ended rather tragically, Aldric was worse. He was arrogant, prideful, cold, cruel, and callous. Aldric was a Fae sent to destroy her and she would be a fool to let him in. Islinda refused to be deceived. Even if he had the beauty of a god, he was a monster within. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

Islinda was about to beg him to let her go when something caught her eye and she finally saw it.

The medallion.

Aldric wore it around his neck and right now he leaned over her, it dangled in front of her like bait. All she needed was to reach for it and the medallion would be hers. She would finally have the chance to go home and be free of this place, this monster.

Islinda swallowed nervously, her hands beginning to itch while her heart raced faster. She looked into Aldric’s eyes and his curious gaze was boring into hers. Surely, he didn’t see her staring at the medallion and realize her intention, right?

Her breathing was heavy, what was she going to do now? What if she gives it her all and fights Aldric off, snatching the medallion off his neck before he knows it and portal away - even though she had no idea how it worked or where to go? It can’t be that hard to figure out, right?

No, Islinda fought off the rising temptation. She didn’t know Aldric thoroughly but one thing was clear, this looked too easy. As she noticed earlier, the medallion looked like bait just like giving worms to eager fishes and capturing them. She would not be a victim of his games again.

Islinda let out a deep breath, staring at Aldric in resignation.

She announced, "I’m hungry."

Prior to her words, her stomach grumbled loudly and the both of them heard it, heat rising to her cheeks.

Aldric got off her with a smug smirk that soon gave way to laughter that rocked his shoulders. Islinda rose off the table in a daze and wobbled. She became embarrassed with his laughter, what was so funny?

Anger roused inside of her and she bit the inside of her cheek.

"Is that why you saved me yesterday? Because you didn’t want to lose your great invention to an accident?"

"Accident?" Aldric scoffed, a sudden darkness crossing his eyes, "Who told you that was an accident?"

A chill washed over Islinda and the spoon she held slipped from her hand and fell to the ground with a clatter without her even realizing it. However, a servant appeared by her side and picked it up in a blink of an eye, wiping it off with a clean napkin, and handed it back to her before returning to her standing position with the others.

Islinda did not have time to point out the noble treatment given to her, holding onto the spoon tightly as she asked with dread, "Are you trying to say someone attempted to kill me?"

She bristled at the thought, remembering the murderous look the Fae queen had given her last night. Was it her doing? The Faeries already wanted her dead that quickly.

Valerie warned her that most Fae disliked humans, and Aldric told her Fae’s were ruthless. Her situation was akin to swimming in an ocean full of sharks ready to rip her to pieces.

And to be honest, Islinda preferred dying in Aldric’s hands than anyone else’s.

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