Escaping my arranged marriage with Alpha Prescott

Chapter 111

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My heart pounded in my chest and | grabbed my dress in my fists, looking at how intensely all the high-witches were chanting a foreign spell while Prescott stood in the middle and they had surrounded him, holding each other’s hands and staring at Prescott fiercely.

The air around us seemed to be struck with a strange force that | had never encountered in my life before. Alpha Mason's wrinkles deepened as he sucked in a breath and watched the witches perform their spell. He didn’t show but | knew that he was worried for Prescott. Everyone was scared that he might not lose his wolf forever.

| wish | could kill that b asta rd but he was just getting weaker as he was starved to feed on the dark

powers.

All the people were enjoying the feast outside the palace, they had adapted to eating in the open air and sleeping in the tents as we couldn’t host all the people inside the palace so only Alphas, Betas, and the doctors were allowed to come inside the palace. We had to make sure that the safety precautions were taken. After all, we hadn’t gathered to celebrate any conquest, we were here in a catastrophe.

After a long time, | saw his eyes flashing with his wolf's eye color, and | heaved a sigh of relief. At last, a glimmer of hope emerged, and we clung onto it tightly as the witches entwined their hands above, their powerful chants resonating through the landscape as they invoked the spell, and a radiant light pierced the sky, bathing my mate in a crimson hue.

The crimson shaft encircled the witches’ hands as they continued their chanting and the furs started showing on the visible skin of Prescott’s body. A low growl escaped through his chest, his eyes boring into mine.

He shifted into his wolf form and howled, looking at the Red Moon. Riya and the other high- witches let go of each other’s hands, ending the spell and smiling at Prescott’s wolf who seemed to be happy after finally being free to feel the fresh air through his furs and awakening from the dark magic he had fought against.

“Now, it’s your turn,” Riya said, smiling at me cheerfully. Prescott growled in approval, shaking his snout and ears vigorously.

“Go, honey. They will heal you, too,” Mom encouraged me, holding my hands in hers and placing a deep kiss on the back of my hands as she fought back her tears.

Her eyes were filled with worry and fear, similar emotions as my little sister's who stood beside me but said nothing. Avery was on the verge of crying but she was holding back her tears.

The pressure was too much for her. Owen was teaching her stuff which required strong composure and then, there were family burdens that bothered her, too. She loved me and cared about me so much that despite being exhausted from the training, she was still here for me.

“Go,” Avery scolded me when | didn’t react to any of them as my legs stiffened, thinking what if it didn’t work out for me and | would never be able to become a mother...

Letting out an exasperated sigh, | balled my fists and walked toward the witches who were waiting for me patiently. Prescott’s wolf didn’t leave the ground, instead, he stepped aside so | could stand in the middle of the high witches.

My heart hammered in my chest when one of them held my wrist and checked my pulse.

“She’s not pregnant,” she whispered to her friends who smiled weakly at me.

| looked up at Riya, expecting a response from her as it didn’t make sense to me.

“We need to make sure that you're not with a child already as our spell isn’t good for unborn babies, it might hurt them so we have to be cautious,” she explained, patting my shoulders lightly.

“Don’t worry, our magic will heal the damaged part of your womb and you will be able to carry pups after the next full moon,” Nora, the youngest witch said, smiling down at me.

“Thank you for cheering me up,” | asserted firmly before smiling at them. “I’m ready.”

As soon as | showed that | was ready, they knotted their hands together again and closed their eyes.

After chanting the spell, they opened their eyes and waved their hands in the direction of my belly. | felt a ripple of power making its way to my body and expanding inside my body.

It brought a little pain along with the power of healing. The pain was for a mere seconds and then, it vanished, leaving no marks behind.

They opened their eyes as the crimson illuminating glimmer surrounded their hands and my lower abdomen.

“You're healed,” Riya said after letting go of her friend’s hands.

“Will she be able to become a mother now?” My mom eagerly asked before Riya could even work.

“Yes, she’s capable now,” Riya answered and added, “Though you have to make sure that Matilda gets enough rest after getting pregnant.”

Her words made blood rush to my cheeks. | could feel a piercing gaze on my back and | didn’t have to turn to look at my mate’s wolf whose predatory gaze checked me out from head to toe..

‘I'm leaving to get changed into my clothes,’ Prescott informed me through the link.

| nodded my head and he sprinted toward the closest tree where he had kept his clothes and returned immediately after getting changed.

“The crimson hues are extending into the sky,” Owen muttered, his eyes turning here and there and widening out of the blue. For the first time, | smelled fear from him. His heart thundered in his chest as he turned his head from right to left as if looking for something.

“He’s trying to break in,” Owen whispered.

The black smoke that | saw when Dylan came in front of me that day, could be seen approaching

us.

“If Satan wants it to be tonight, so be it,” | growled with determination.