Escaping my arranged marriage with Alpha Prescott

Matilda

I immediately rushed to my mate’s side and took his face in my hands before. shaking it to wake him up but it was all in vain because he was in a deep slumber. My wolf was agitated and outraged at that f ucking ba ta rd.

Dylan started walking for the first time after getting out of the cell instead of moving around like a shadow. With every step he took, his smirk grew wider, and the malice in his eyes became more prominent.

“He will not wake up until I break my spell,” he spoke after standing closer and smiling down at me. “Finally, that f u cker’s protection is broken and I can use my powers,” he said and started laughing like a maniac, swaying his hands in the air and the next thing I heard was the corners of the wall of Fiona’s cell breaking.

She let out a shriek, throwing her hands over her ears. “Please, let me out, too.”

“Aww, my little muse, let’s get you out of here.” He broke the lock with his magic. and Fiona sighed before running out of the cell and throwing her arms at Dylan who pulled her hair and forced her to kneel in front of him.

“It’s been a long time since you put your big mouth to some good use,” he smirked and I turned my face away from them in disgust.

“Anything for you, My King,” she cooed.

“Stop this nonsense. We don’t have time for your fun and pleasure,” Satan scolded him and I thanked the Goddess for stopping them as I was feeling nauseous and my eyes seemed heavy, too.

“You have two choices, Alpha Queen,” Satan pointed his finger at me. “Either submit yourself to me and accept the reign of darkness,” his nose crinkled as he emphasized the darkness and smirked before adding, “Or you and your mate will die. Your people… All the werewolves who won’t submit to me will die today and you will be the only one to be blamed.”

His menacing voice creeped me out but I didn’t let it show on my face as I put on a passive face and braced myself. I knew that he wasn’t just threatening me, he was capable of doing it and nothing could stop him from doing so.

“What will Alpha Queen choose? Saving her mate and people or the purity of her heart which will bring her nothing but pain only?” Dylan mused, laying his finger, below his chin and rubbing it slowly.

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“How about you make her your sla ve and then, I put her in my ha rem and make her my se x slave?” D ylan asked Satan who had a deep frown etched on his face.

“I don’t care what you do with her once I’m done reigning the wolves,” Satan replied indifferently which made Dylan’s eyes glint with excitement.

“I would rather die than be your sl ave like him,” I barked at him.

“I’m not his sla ve. I’m the f ucking G od of the Darkness,” Dylan growled, pulling my hair and making me look into his eyes. He was f ucking hurting me and my scalp was aching by his strong pull but I gritted my teeth, enduring the pain rather than giving him the satisfaction of hurting me.

I scoffed. “Live in delusion, Witch King. You’re nothing but a sla ve of Satan. You’re not using him. He has been using you and you were so stu pid to not even realize

it.”

His eyes turned scarlet red as he tightened his grip on my hair and I closed my eyes as the sharp pain shot in my head. My wolf was bloodthirsty, she was on the edge of taking over and shifting. Her anger and energy seemed to be at another level. I was struggling to fight her and keep her at bay.

He let go of my hair, pushing me away from my mate. “Let’s play a little game. If your mate survives, I will accept that I’m a f ucking sl ave of Satan and if he doesn’t, you will kneel in front of me and suck my co ck like a good little sla ve.”

My eyes flashed golden as my aura rolled off me in angry waves. Dylan flinched and took a step backward. I was so grateful to my mother’s powerful bloodline and. the Moon Goddess for blessing us with some special powers. My fiery aura was protecting me from that bas ta rd when nothing else could protect me.

Hadn’t it been for my fiery aura, he would have raped me. His predatory gaze on my body made me feel nauseous. All I wanted was to rip his heart from his chest and watch the blo ody tears trickling down from those red eyes.

‘Owen?’ I tried to reach him and suddenly, a strong breeze swept through, tousling my hair in its path. The air whipped past so fast that it made everyone divert their gaze and shudder as it soon took the form of a tornado, forcing everyone to dangle. back and forth while I kept Prescott’s head in my lap and covered his face with

mine.

‘Your wolf is the reincarnation of the first werewolf Princess, she is the Venus. Let her take control over you once she comes there,’ Owen instructed in a low voice as he was struggling to speak due to the wound that Satan had caused him and it was worsening every moment passing by.

“Who is coming here?’ I asked him back, not wanting Avery to come here and put herself in danger once again for me.

“You f ucking b itch,” Dylan spat, raising his aura by lifting his hands. His eyes. burned red as he looked paste and I turned my head to find Riya standing there. amidst the hurricane, unaffected by the wind.

“Your Highness,” Riya smirked, looking at Dylan who was seething with anger.

A sense of ease flooded through me as I released a sigh, my heart finding its calm.

was alive. Unscathed and safe. Thank the Goddess.

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Her emerald eyes locked with my lilac ones and a small reassuring smile tugged at the corners of her lips. Her jet black long hair was pulled up in a bun and her long designer black dress matched her aura.

“I should have killed you,” Satan hissed, lunging forward but was pushed back by Riya’s powers as she raised her hands to stop him.

He collided against the wall and fell to the ground. “F uck,” he cussed, holding his head in his hands.

Riya smirked and ambled forward toward him with a tw inkling crystal in her hand. “Goodbye, G od of the Darkness. Go back to your veil where you belong and don’t ever return.”

“No. This can’t be happening,” Satan murmured, looking at Riya frighteningly. I could smell fear from him and even I couldn’t believe my eyes. Seeing the fear in his eyes was pretty satisfying, I wouldn’t deny that. Even Dylan’s eyes widened and his jaw dropped in shock and terror.

She placed the black crystal on his head before he could move away. “It had to happen.”

Satan’s haunting shriek filled the dungeon with an eerie cacophony, echoing off the cold stone walls and sending shivers down the spines of all who heard it.

Riya had saved all of us… Hadn’t she come here in time, I wondered what they would have done to us.

I looked to my left but Dylan had disappeared from my side. Prescott was gone as well… I scanned the dungeon and found him holding a knife and pointing it at my mate’s neck.

His face was pale and even though he had Prescott, he was scared of Riya as he

looked at her in fear who didn’t heed his warning and walked ahead toward him.

Fiona tried to chase Riya but I noticed her and ran after her before grasping her hand and twisting it behind her back. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

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“Don’t you dare,” I muttered through gritted teeth before pushing her inside the cell again, locking it up, and shoving the key in my pocket.

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“Do not come closer to me,” Dylan barked, walking backward with Prescott. “If you took one step forward, I will rip his throat out.”

Riya didn’t listen to him and he dug the knife in my mate’s neck to draw the blood out. Prescott’s eyes were still shut and it hurt me to see him like that.

“No. Don’t,” a scream slipped from my lips, making Riya halt in her steps.

Dylan let out a sinister chuckle. “Your love makes me feel sick to my stomach,” he gagged. “But it’s good for me. I get to use your weakness against you.”

My mate wasn’t my weakness, he was the source of my strength. The way he had loved me, cared for me, and respected me, no one else had. He was the reason why I had become the Queen and it was the time I protected my King like he had always protected me.

“What do you want?” I asked him.

“Come with me and I will let this f ucker go,” Dylan bargained..