Mated To The Cruel Prince-Chapter 657: Azula’s Revenge

Do note that from when forth, this flashback takes a gory, dark and twisted turn. Read at your own peril. Not suitable for those below eighteen.

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Benjamin wiped sweat off his face and was about to go back to sleep when a voice that sounded dreadingly familiar said,

"Hello Benjamin."

He froze.

Benjamin felt a sense of deja vu, as if he was strangely transported back to the twisted dream he had just experienced moments ago. So when he saw Azula sitting cross-legged in a seat in the middle of his bedroom, he had to rub his eyes to make sure that he was seeing correctly. Yet even that was not enough to dispel the surreal feeling. He pinched himself, and the sharp pain that stung brought him back to reality.

"Fuck." He cursed. It was real. Azula was right here with him.

"Fuck, indeed," Azula concurred, leaning forward to say. "It seems you must have enjoyed the dream I projected while you slept, seeing you still hasn’t gotten over it." She joked, grinning fiendishly.

"You." He was up on his feet in an instant, eyes flashing and looming over her with his towering height. Even at that, Azula was not threatened by his intimating form, making herself at home.

Benjamin was standing over her now and he snarled, "Who released you from your quarters?" He demanded, eyes flashing.

"What do you mean by my quarters," His brows furrowed together and she pretended to have no idea what she was talking about, only for her to gasp with understanding, "Oh, right, you mean my prison?" Her voice took a dark undertone as she said, "That is quite a posh way of putting it."

"Also," She added, her hands forming into a fist. "No one released me. I got out myself." She grinned again now, slow and menacing, "And I’m here now to end this once and for all."

Benjamin straightened up, recognizing the threat in her voice and was ready to take her on only for a small, sleepy voice to say behind him. "What’s going on Benny? Do we have a visitor?"

"Oooh, Benny." Azula pointed out, intentionally teasing him, "She even has a sweet nickname for the heartless, dark Fae high lord. Except..." She trailed off, looking him dead in the eyes, "Are you even sweet, Benny?" Azula burst into mocking laughter.

Azula’s laughter must have attracted Benjamin’s mate because she left the bed and even amid her mate’s effort to keep her away from the threat, she still managed to make it to the front, only to step back instinctively from fear when her eyes fell on the demon.

"Do you know?" Azula began, "I had this strange thought in my head while coming here. I thought perhaps if Benjamin’s mate was innocent in all of this, maybe I could spare her. After all, she’s innocent in all of this and I couldn’t imagine a worse fate the gods could give one than to be Benjamin’s mate. But from that look in your eyes, I can bet my precious pussy that you have seen me."

Fayre, Benjamin’s mate had no idea whether to be shocked at her crude words or the ominous threat hanging in the air.

"Say then, have we met before?" Azula asked, tilting her head to the side, watching and studying her, "Or are you only capable of speech only when you’re calling your darling Benny?" Azula mocked by mimicking her voice.

Fayre looked towards Benjamin for guidance, but Azula noticed the gesture and taunted, "Oh right, the gods matched you with someone who can’t speak for herself." She sighed in disappointment," Too bad, I had high expectations."

"I am capable of speaking for myself!" Fayre snapped, glaring at Azula.

"Thank God. She’s not dumb, but I’m not deaf." Azula indirectly hinted she shouldn’t yell at her.

"So then, answer the question. Where have we met before? You seem to know me but I don’t know you."

"Fayre, you don’t have to say anything to —"

"Fayre," Azula tasted the name on her lips. "I like it."

Benjamin glared at her for interrupting him but just as he was about to go back to convincing his mate not to listen to the lunatic, Fayre put up a hand, stopping him. She said defiantly, "I can handle this."

Fayre then turned to Azula who was still seated comfortably on her seat, watching the drama unfold before them. Islinda who was always at the sidelines had to give it up to Azula too, she couldn’t be as composed as the demon.

"You are right," Fayre finally admitted. She lifted her chin, refusing to be intimidated by Azula. "I was there the day you lost your tail." She informed her and saw the way the demon’s face darkened.

"Who do you think dressed you up? After you passed out, I was there to clean your wound and ensure you have no other complications"

"In that case, I should be grateful." Azula looked like she was even about to forgive her only to add with a darkened expression. "But you are dark Fae as the rest of them."

"And so?" Fayre challenged her, "It’s not like you could change your nature as a demon either."

Azula’s mouth twitched, sensing the challenge from her fellow gender and she couldn’t wait to win. "Atleast, I’ve been minding my business in my realm when your mate kidnapped me and wanted to mate with me." She emphasized on the "mate" and rubbing Benjamin’s crime on her face.

Fayre face burned with embarrassment and she didn’t even look at Benjamin when she changed the topic saying, "So what do you want now? You’re free. Congratulations. You can leave now. It’s not like he eventually mated with you. I apologize for the time wasted confined in the dungeon." She said casually.

Azula laughed mirthlessly, staring at the fool who didn’t understand one bit the pain she had gone through in the hands of her mate.

"Of course, you’re right. It’s not like he can restore my tail, right? " She said with a chilling smile.ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm