Mated To The Cruel Prince-Chapter 44: He Was Not A Shy Fae

"How much for a night?" Isaac asked the innkeeper, holding onto Maximus’ reins.

As much as Issac was mad at the horse shifter for teasing him, he was pretty much protective of her. Not just because Aldric would hang his head on a post if anything happened to his woman. He was a male and it was in his nature to protect his female counterpart

"Ten silver coins for a night." The innkeeper said.

From the greedy glint in her eyes, Issac could tell that it was not the usual price and the woman was taking advantage of him because he was not from around here. But he did not care, the least he wanted to do was draw attention to himself.

Issac reached inside his purse and passed a heavy coin purse to her through the slate in the door. He watched the way the woman’s eyes widened and she almost seemed to salivate.

He said, "I want the best room, far away from human disturbance. As well as care for my horse," Isaac looked at Maximus as he spoke, "You can keep the change as long as you fulfill my requirements."

"Aye, sir. Aye. I would do as you say." The woman announced before calling for a stable boy with a whistle.

The wooden door was finally opened and the stable boy was the first to pass through before the inn owner approached him.

"Dear esteemed guest, this way," She gestured to the entrance, her attitude taking a drastic change now she found out that he had enough coins on him. Earlier, Issac had to knock for a while before she responded to him.

When the stable boy reached for Maximus, he backed from him with a neigh, drawing closer to Issac and it made him worry slightly. Was this her first time being taken to a human stable? He did not think so since Maxi has lived for so long and could pass for an ordinary horse while in the human realm.

The stable boy told him, "Horses bonded to their owners react this way and do not take lightly to strangers. Don’t worry, I will take care of him." The boy smoothed his hand down Maximus’ mane and it took everything in Isaac not to growl at him in warning.

How dare he lay a hand on Maximus, he was not an ordinary horse and was a woman too. However, he had to remind himself that the boy was ignorant of all that and bore no ill intent.

The young boy continued to examine Maximus, "I have to admit, you have a strong horse. What breed is he, sire?" He questioned curiously.

"And I have to admit, this one is touchy-feely and definitely not a shy Fae. I like him." Maxi got into his head again and Issac glared at her.

Was she trying to say the ordinary human was better than him? A Fae? And no, he was not shy!

Issac shifted his glare to the poor boy and thundered," Stop asking and do your job!"

It was clear that he startled the boy from the way he jumped and quickly retreated his hand from Maximus’ mane.

"Yes, sire," He bowed his head low and tugged on the rein, coaxing Maximus in the direction of the stable and they left, with Issac’s eyes trained on them.

"I’m sorry for that, sire, the boy can be quite inquisitive sometimes," The innkeeper attempted to flatter her esteemed guest who looked pissed off with what happened.

"Where is my room?" Issac had no time for that and wanted to be out of plain sight. He had just a cloak on him and that was the only thing protecting him from being identified as a Fae; his pointed ears were a straight giveaway.

They walked through the narrow hallway and it wasn’t until his sensitive ears picked up the rowdy noise that he realized the place was both a tavern and an inn. The rooms were upstairs but he was given a sneak peek of the pub below.

"When you are well settled, you can come for a drink or two -"

"Not interested." Issac cut the woman off before she could convince him. He came here to hide, not associate with the cheerful customers.

With no other choice, the woman showed him to his room and promised to be back with his meal, which Issac rejected and demanded his privacy.

When the innkeeper left, he locked the door and went for a cold bath instead. Alone in his room, Issac did not lower his defenses and was ready in case anything happened. However, there was no secret attack by the humans and it was only deep in the night that he let go of the cloak and was able to relax.

Issac went to bed bare-chested, only waking up later when he felt a shift in the air. His eyes snapped open and he reacted instinctively, attacking the intruder only for him to recognize Maxi. He should have known she wouldn’t stay still.

"Y-you!" Issac stared at her in bewilderment, only to realize the ambiguous position the both of them were in.

In his haste to attack the intruder, he had pulled her down to the bed and now straddled her, his hand wrapped around her neck.

Maxi grinned at him, "You don’t seem like the gentle type, Issac."

Issac retracted his hand at once as if he had been burned. He glared at the horse shifter, she and her dirty mouth! It would put her in trouble one of these days.

"What a shy Fae." She chuckled, saying, "You have a willing woman in your bed and yet, you are too scared to do a thing."

"I am not scared - !" He snapped at her only to halt at the last minute, having realized she was goading him on purpose. Perhaps, a lesson or two would teach her to control her tongue.

Maxi gasped slightly when Issac suddenly hovered above her, pressing her down to the bed with a threatening growl.

"I. Am. Not. A. Shy. Fae."

And then, his lips were on her.