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Escaping my arranged marriage with Alpha Prescott by J Belladonna

Chapter 121
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Chapter 121 Matilda | balled my fists on my sides, straining myself from taking any decision in anger that would costlater.

He could only dream ofgoing with him. There was no way | was going to give in. My wolf was ready to take over and rip his heart out in an instant but Riya turned her eyes towardand shook her head slightly so | calmed my aura.

“You don’t have much time, Matilda. | will kill your mate right in front of your eyes and you won't be able to do anything,” Dylan smirked, his voice laced with fear that he failed to hide.

“You will do no such thing, Dylan,” Riya warned him, her hands rising in the air as she murmured a foreign spell but was thrown away as Dylan was quick to use his powers on her. The protection of Owen was broken so he could use his which made the matter worse as we didn’t know how to kill him yet.

powers, “I'm the Witch King for a reason, Riya. You never should have betrayed me,” he spat, shooting daggers at her.

“You might have succeeded in sending Satan back to the veil but you can’t kill me. And just wait till | bring Satan back from his veil.” His wicked laugh echoed through the walls of the dungeon and it made my skin. crawl with disgust.

‘Go and free them,” Riya’s voice rang in my mind as her eyes wandered toward the cell where Caleb, Lola, and Jericho were.

| was surprised to hear her voice in my head. She wasn’t a werewolf so she didn’t have a mind link. My wolf soon replied that she was using her telepathy powers to converse with me.

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‘Can you hear my voice as well?’ | asked and when she said yes, | asked, ‘How will we be able to kill this ba st ard?’ ‘Don’t worry. Just have patience till | make sure that everyone else is safe,” she assuredand | immediately dashed to the cell and freed them while they both clashed with each other and the dungeon beca powerhouse of the numerous lights as their magic persisted the battle between them.

“Take Caleb to the pack doctor,” | commanded, looking at Jericho who bowed his head before following my command and throwing a glance at Lola who was lying. on the floor unconsciously.

0 MOI, Chapter 121 Caleb should have healed as the injuries weren't too severe but it was Satan's dark powers that his wolf was unable to heal. There was no point in taking Lola to the doctor as she was clearlynder the effect of the spell.

“Let him go, Dylan. I'm asking you for the last time,” Riya muttered, she was still composed and poised as if the war hadn't affected her at all.

Owen and Riya had the power to stay calm and poised in all the situations that we didn’t have. Our wolves were aggressive and were always ready for the bloodshed.

“Riya...” A shriek burst forth from my throat as | witnessed Riya hurling against the wall once more, this twith intensified force, the impact visibly more severe, leaving her with a grievous head wound and blood trailing down her cheek.

“Cwithand becmy sl ave or else | will kill everyone who comes in my way,” Dylan threatened me, his eyes pausing for a moment to look at Lola before he averted his gaze from her.

‘Go with him, Matilda,” Riya urged.

‘How can you askto go with this monster?’ | shot back. “There is no way I'm leaving Prescott and going with Dylan.” ‘Just trustfor now and do as | say. | have his soul but my powers have weakened after Satan usedfor his sacrifice to gain the powers to break the protection of Owen. I'm just not able to get a chance to put his soul back into his body from the crystal,” she said, her eyes pleading with me.

“You have stolen his soul?’ | asked, not believing as | didn’t expect her to succeed in stealing his soul when Satan had already found her..

‘Yes, | have the crystal in my pocket but | need to put that crystal on his heart to let his body recognize his soul and let him be the mortal again,’ she explained.

be the mortal Inhaling a deep breath, | peeked at Dylan with an indifferent expression on my face. “Fine. | will cwith you.

Let him go and break the effect of your spell now.” ‘Givethe crystal. | will put his soul back into his body," | said with determination, | had already made the plan in my head. Crystal... | just needed that f ucking crystal and this ucking war will be over with Dylan’s death.

‘It’s dangerous, Matilda. Should he get even the faintest inkling that you have the crystal, he’ll do whatever it takes to harm you and acquire it,” Riya warned me, her eyes heavy as she fought the pain and forced herself to stay awake.

[e] Chapter 121 ‘I am willing to risk anything as long as | have the hope of killing this ba sta rd and getting my mate back. For my mate, and my people’s safety, | will have to take this only chance,’ | told her finly while heading in her direction.

“Where do you think you are going after saying yes to my proposal?” CDylan's roaring voice.

| turned my head to face him after exhaling loudly through my mouth and put on a mask of indifference. “I can’t leave her here to die after what she has gone through. | will cwith you but after making sure that my mate and Riya are safe.” “How bold of you to demand this fromwhile your mate is still under my possession.” He broke into a fit of laughter, makingfrown. “Begand | might let you take care of that bi tch High Witch.” My jaw clenched and | controlled the urge to shift right away and sla ughter him. “Please, lettake care of Riya.” “Aww. You look so cute and hot when you're mad. | would love to make you beg in the bed very soon,” he licked his bottom lip, checkingout with his predatory lustful gaze. “You have two minutes.” | rushed to her side and tore the last layer of my dress, and wrapped it around her head tightly to stop the blood.

“Will Prescott be alright? When will he wake up?” “I tried using my spell to wake him up but Dylan caughtand stoppedfrom breaking his spell. Amelia should be able to break his spell now that | no longer have the energy to keep my eyes open. My powers stand no chance against Dylan’s dark powers.” Riya sighed. Her voice was hushed so he wouldn't listen to us and get alert.

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“You have just thirty seconds left or I will cut down your mate’s hand. He might look better with one hand,” he chuckled again. His voice grated on my nerves so much that | felt the urge to silence him by ripping his tongue.

“Make sure that you place the crystal on his chest before he notices it,” Riya instructedfor the last tbefore passing out.

Jericho, Avery, send Amelia to the dungeon to wake up Prescott from Dylan's spell and help Riya regain her consciousness,’ | told them through creating the group channel but there was no response from them and suddenly, my heart started racing in my chest as | realized that despite Prescott and | being here for last few hours, no one had cto help us which was weird as f uck.

| 67% Chapter 121 At least, Alpha Mason and my parents should have cby now. My Mom would be restless and Avery...

Something was wrong. Terribly wrong.

I slipped the crystal in my pocket and stepped toward Dylan, my heart thudding int my chest in anticipation of something bad happening. | couldn’t panic in front of him.

“I'm coming with you. Now, let him go, Dylan,” I snarled at him after standing right in front of him.

“Not until we reach the borders of your f ucking pack,” his lips pulled in a smirk as he motioned forto head ahead.

| forced my feet toward the door of the dungeon. ‘Alpha Mason? Mom? Dad? Owen?’ | tried to reach out to them but no one was responding. There was no response from the council members either.

‘Matilda?’ Avery's voice was weak as if she was struggling for the air.

‘Avery? What's wrong with everyone?” *Dominic has attacked us and he has blocked everyone from using our mind-link ability with his dark magic but | was able to break his effect... Perhaps due to my being the next Chaplain, she replied with gloominess.

‘Then, why hasn’t he cfor Dylan yet? He could use telepathy to reach out to his King,” | murmured.

Had Dylan known that his loyal first-in-command was here, he must have not shown any sign of fear that | had traced in his eyes.