Escaping my arranged marriage with Alpha Prescott

Chapter 65

Matilda

| was standing there in my lingerie while Lola threw me a disdainful glance. All of a sudden, | felt a wave of nausea hit me again but I controlled this once.

| bit my tongue nervously, waiting for Prescott to bombard me with his questions and accusations. His grip on my hand loosened as he looked at me in bewilderment.

Whatever she said wasn’t wrong but it was just the half-truth. Lola had manipulated the facts and was trying to portray me as a foe.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

When Prescott didn’t respond, she continued, “Matilda doesn’t love you, Press. | love you. She was just using you to get the power and pride back after cloping with that scumbag. | don’t have any problem with her but | can’t see you getting hurt because of her again and again. It hurts me to see her hurting you over some pathetic witch.”

| knew that | never liked her and she was just proving me right. From head to toe, she was fake. However, | needed to talk to my mother and find out from where she was getting all the information. So

My heart raced within my chest, anticipating that he might explode in anger at any moment. But to my surprise, Prescott did let go of my hand and held Lola’s hand with a poker face before dragging him out of our room.

| followed them to see what was actually happening and it was probably the best decision of my life. My mate shoved her out and let out a low growl, showing his discontent toward his ex and my wolf was doing a happy dance in the back of my mind, enjoying the show.

Poor girl. She came to force me out of his life but he dragged her out of our room. A pretty satisfying sight to watch.

“I'm the Alpha and you shouldn't forget that. | don’t have the habit of repeating myself, Lola. We're done. I’m sorry for giving you false hopes but | can’t ruin my perfect family for the woman who left me alone after finding her mate. It’s my time, the Goddess has blessed me with a beautiful and kind mate. | want to cherish her till my last breath,” his deep voice sent chills down my spine.

Aswarm of butterflies awakened in the pit of my stomach after seeing him putting that b itch in her place. Thank you, Goddess, for making me live so long to be able to see this day. | was feeling blessed to finally see it happening.

Although there were many things that | needed to tell him, | had to be wary of the consequences.

Lola wasn’t an ordinary wolf, she was hiding something that was creeping the consequences.

Lola threw daggers at me and | smirked at her. Karma, b itch.

‘I’m not done with you yet,’ she threatened me via the link and left.

me out.

How was she still able to mind-link me? The red color in her eyes and the manipulative aura around her... everything about her seemed like a puzzle that | had to solve as soon as possible.

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Prescott held my hands and caressed my knuckles softly before kissing them. “I know that | should have done that way earlier. I'm late but | will do everything | said. Just promise me one thing, babe, that you will not hide anything from me.”

The sincerity in his eyes convinced me to trust him. He was trying and if | didn’t see his efforts now, | might regret it for life. He was the father of my pup and the mate bond was getting stronger after confiding in him.

| nodded my head curtly and opened my mouth hesitatingly. “Um, I... | agreed with my Mom to meet Dylan in the evening but the attack happened,” | pursed my lips before adding, “I haven’t met my Mom yet but it was just between the two of us. | wondered how Lola got to know about this.”

“You were going to marry that asshole after divorcing me?” He had a pained expression on his handsome face and | hated to admit it but | was at fault here, too.

“Hmm,” | paused to inhale a deep breath, “Mom told me that if | married him and made him fall in love with me, | could save the lives of a thousand innocents. Besides, you were marrying Lola so you didn’t leave me much of a choice. | wanted to meet him first to figure out why he wanted to marry me when he could have any prettier woman than me.”

His eyes burned with the flames of fire and the way his grip tightened on my hands, | had the idea that he was holding himself back.

“Your mother must hate you to suggest you do that,” Prescott barked. “Witches have a reputation for making the she-wolves their sla ves. This is what some Alphas are doing in secret to gain some favor from the witches.”

She couldn't, could she?

How come she didn’t tell me the real facts? Why would she hide things from me if she wanted me to marry Dylan?

“| would have never forgiven myself, had you married that as shole,” he pulled me in his warm. embrace, fondling my hair affectionately.

“To be honest, | wasn’t considering marrying him. | just wanted to meet him and figure out what he exactly wanted from me and why he was creating a fuss here at your pack.” | purred softly when his hand stroked my back and face.

Prescott didn’t speak for a while and just stayed there, embracing me in his arms. “I’m glad that you're trying to trust me and share the things with me. Please, keep it this way forever.”

My heart sk ipped a beat after hearing his response. “Aren’t you mad at me? | considered marrying another man for some reason.”

“It would be hypocrisy if | lashed at you while | also did the same. Let’s take one step at a time,” Prescott pressed his lips against my forehead in an adorable way and | had to bite my lip to stop my smile from making its presence known.

“It did hurt me but I’m glad that we're being honest with each other and having a fresh start,” he flashed one of his charming smiles and winked at me. He picked me up in his arms in a bridal style and laid me down on the bed gently.

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“Thank you.” | muttered, looking into his misty gray eyes.

“For what?” He asked in confusion.

“For trusting me and not Lola. Whatever she said was partially true but as | told you earlier-” my lips stopped moving when he held my chin in his hands and crashed his lips against mine in a slow

kiss.

His lips smooched mine slowly, devouring the taste of my mouth. He was kissing me like he was in no hurry and wanted to feel that kiss so badly.

speak too much, he teased me through the link.

You shut me up by kissing me, | pretended to be sulky.

His hands moved down to my boobs and he pressed them tightly, almost squeezing them in his hands and massaging them gently.

“Alpha Mason is calling for you, Alpha and Luna,” Serena knocked on the door and | realized that the door of our room was still open. | pushed my mate away immediately as if | had done some. crime by kissing him back and wrapped the sheet around my chest to cover my body with his sheet.

“Why do you always push me away whenever we're in the public eye?” He asked, getting back to his feet. | muffled a giggle, getting out of the bed.

| was a very shy person and whenever he displayed affection in public, | felt very embarrassed. | wasn’t comfortable being watched by the other people while he would wait for me to get back into

my room.

Serena was still standing at the door so | promptly went to her. “What is the matter?” She looked in distress and | knew that her sister wasn’t the reason behind her stress.

“Owen is staying in our pack for a few weeks,” Serena said enthusiastically. “Owen has been alive for centuries. He is a blessed wolf who can foresee the future and cleanse the negative energy”

“Oh, please,” Prescott rolled his eyes. “All these things are bullsh it. He can’t change a single thing, then, why should we listen to him?”

“Alpha Mason told me to come back with both of you only,” Serena spoke softly, bowing to her Alpha and me.

“Fine.” He grunted and moved his as s toward his walk-in wardrobe.

“Serena, dear. Can we talk for a moment?” | asked her politely to which she nodded and came.

closer to me.

“Sure, Luna,” she replied with a small smile. Only if she knew that | was no longer his Luna and hist Alpha was no longer a King.” “Do you have any idea from where your parents adopted Lola?” | inquired, sitting back on the bed. while clutching the sheet in my hand to keep it glued to my chest.

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“Not really,” she shrugged. “My parents didn’t keep the documents and | was never interested in knowing anything about her.” “Do you by any chance think that she might be hiding something about her identity? | mean, isn’t it suspicious to have everyone do as you wish, kinda manipulating powers...”

Her brows furrowed as she spoke, “Only Alpha Mason didn’t follow her every wish.”

“You didn’t get ready yet?” Prescott asked. “Do you want me to help you get dressed?” A mischievous grin twitched her lips and Serena blushed hard, poking her elbow teasingly into my

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