Escaping my arranged marriage with Alpha Prescott

Chapter 69

Matilda

Seeing him

cussing under his breath and restraining his anger, a soft giggle escaped my mouth. He was surely a hot-tempered Alpha, not that | minded as long as he looked smoking hot lying with his bare chest on the ground.

Owen was enjoying the process, my mate’s frustration was a satisfying entertainment for him. They both argued like kids but Prescott gave in as it was necessary what Owen was doing

“You have five minutes from now on,” Owen told me, looking at the full moon in the sky. “Concentrate on your powers and channel them towards his heart without getting distracted.”

| nodded and followed his instruction by closing my eyes and letting my powers emanate through my hands. | put my hands on his heart and heard my mother’s squeal.

“No. stop it,” she yelped.

“Ignore her. I'll deal with her. Don’t stop,” Owen specified. A wave of energy swept through the atmosphere, enclosing me and Prescott in a shield.

“Aah,” a low gasp emitted from his mouth as | pressed his chest. | wanted to open my check on him but | forced my eyes to stay shut and focused on my energy.

my eyes

and

focerose

“Please, heal my mate’s curse, Moon Goddess,” | prayed and a palpable force rose in my body. With that, | pressed his chest hard and he coughed hard.

The shield shook as a burst of power slammed into it and it ached my heart a bit but the pain was present for a mere seconds only.

| felt a jolt of electricity run through my body when our eyes met and he touched my hand. From the surprised look on his face, | could tell that he felt it, too. His lips split into a thin smile as he closed his eyes and sniffed the air around him.

“Mate,” he whispered, pulling me closer.

Owen let out an exasperated sigh. “Finally, the grumpy Alpha isn’t cursed anymore but remember that to erase the curse from your lineage, you will need to mark and mate on the next full moon. Then, only your next generations will born without the curse.” “May | know who cursed his whole lineage? Was it a Witch or a deity?” | asked, guessing that werewolves didn’t have the power of cursing anyone.

“Chaplain has the power of cursing someone,” Owen said and my eyes widened in bewilderment. “Prescott’s third great- grandfather abandoned his fated mate to gain the power from the union with a chosen mate who was the Alpha’s daughter. It angered the chaplain as the fated mate was his sister and a pure-hearted angel, he cursed his whole lineage not to have a fated mate.”

“My father never told me this story,” Prescott narrowed his eyes at Owen who frowned, noticing his

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“No one knows this, not even your own father. People tend to remember the curse, not the cause of it,” Owen explained. “Anyways, let’s deal with the berserk former Queen.”

He closed his eyes, lifting his hands in the air and blowing the air through his mouth. The shield disappeared and my mom dashed toward me with her blazing eyes. | had never seen her this furious before.

“How could you be so selfish?” She blamed me and raised her hand to hit me. | closed my eyes and turned my face.

“Don’t you dare touch my mate,” a dangerous low growl from my mate made me open my eyes and | found him stepping ahead of me, holding my mother’s hand.

“Why are you so outraged, Camilla? Shouldn’t you be happy for your daughter to finally be able to feel the mate bond with her fated mate?” Owen arched an eyebrow, looking at my mother calculatively.

“I'm talking to my daughter. Leave from here, you f ucking ba st ard,” Mom mumbled with clenched. jaws, her hands coiled into fists.

Owen let out a scathing chuckle. “Daughter?” His brows shot up and my wolf started howling in the back of my mind in upheaval. | was having a foreboding vibe coming from my wolf.

“Don't utter a single word ahead or | will kill you.” Mom threatened him, her eyes burning with the flames of fury. My Mom’s demeanor suggested she was keeping something under wraps and it scared me. | didn’t expect Mom out of all people to keep secrets from me.

“Tell her the truth, then. Or else. | will,” Owen shrugged, challenging him.

-What is happening here? Will someone tell me?” | asked, the blood boiling in my veins as the suspense creeped me out.

No one looked at me, they ignored me as if | wasn’t there. Her silver fur started to show on the visible parts of her skin and her eyes flashed with the amber brown color of her wolf's eyes. She was pissed and on the edge of shifting.

Mom seized his throat and warned him, “Shut the f uck up. Chaplain. You’re nobody against me. | have the power while you have none. Don’t rub your nose in my business or you will end up as

your mate.”

Before | could comprehend the situation and react to it, Prescott pulled my Mom away from Owen who coughed while Prescott gave him the support to stand still. Owen wasn’t intimidated by my mother but he was utterly shocked.

“Did you...?” The words remained in his mouth as the vicious smile of my mother confirmed his doubts. “Why? Why did you kill my mate?” His voice reverberated in the woods and his powerful aura swiveled around him in the flares of fire.

His aura was making us feel suffocated as he unleashed all of his powers and didn’t hold himself back. It was the first time had felt his calm and soothing aura turning into livid and ferocious.

“Mom,” | called her, taking charge of the situation. “I command you to tell me what you're hiding

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from me.”

“Matilda, you bit ch,” she whispered, fighting off my command. Shock would be an understatement to describe what | felt. | couldn’t believe she was the same woman who raised me with love and care. She was the only person whom | could rely on. | trusted her more than Dad and shared everything with her.

Did she really call me a bit ch? No, she couldn’t. | must have misheard her, | muttered to myself, shaking my head to deny the reality.

“| should have killed you the day you were born,” she seethed, giving in to my command eventually as she couldn’t hold her ground any longer. “You’re my twin sister's daughter, not mine. She is the fated mate of your father.”

In that instant, it seemed as if a hammer had pounded my heart into pieces, each shard delivering a level of pain that exceeded my body’s threshold.

“What did you do to my mother, Camilla?” | asked immediately though what she told me was too much for me to take in, | couldn’t help but be worried about my mother.

“Camilla is your mother, Queen. She is Beatrice, your mother’s elder twin sister,” Owen replied, sensing my fear.

“Why didn’t anyone ever tell me that my mother had a twin sister? How come all of a sudden now I’m knowing about my mother’s evil twin sister?” | let out a piercing scream as the anger and pain became too much to bear.

| could feel my aura rising and the fire surging through my surroundings.

“Beatrice was exiled because she chose to live with her witch mate so everyone pretended as if she were dead,” Owen answered, shoving his calmness toward me. “Calm down, Queen. You have to think about your pup.”

Heaving a

gh, | blinked away my tears and composed myself for the sake of my unborn pup. | cast a disdainful glance at Beatrice who was still trying to fight off my command.

“Why did you take the place of your sister and keep all of us in the dark till now? Why?” | asked in my Queen’s command. “Speak, Beatrice. It's an order from your Queen.”