Escaping my arranged marriage with Alpha Prescott by J Belladonna

Chapter 28

Matilda

“Mark me, Tilla,” my mate said softly.

I hadn’t expected him to be gentle with me while marking me but I knew that he was holding himself back.

I looked at my girls and Dad who nodded their heads in encouragement. Prescott removed his jacket and opened a few buttons of his shirt to give me access to mark him.

“You’re mine, Prescott White,” I bit into her flesh with my fangs and tasted the metallic taste of blood in my mouth. I circled my tongue on his flesh before removing my face. from his neck. I had marked my fated mate.

Everyone cheered for us and congratulated us. The council and the elders were content. Alpha Mason and my Dad looked happy, too.

“The King and Queen shall have their first dance,” Caleb announced excitedly.

Alpha Prescott tilted his head before asking for my hand. “I’m not a good dancer but I promise I won’t let

you fall.”

I giggled and curtsied him. He led us to the dance floor and we started dancing to the song ‘Perfect‘ by Ed Shareen. The sparks danced through the bond as I melted under his touch. My Alpha looked so handsome and hot in his black three–piece suit. His ash brown hair fell to his forehead, making him look se*y as hell.

A few she–wolves still stared at him shamelessly. I wanted to rip their eyeballs out. I laid head on his shoulder and enclosed my arms around his neck, leaning into his body.

my

“If looks could kill, they would have been dead by now,” he murmured in my ear, fanning his warm breath on my ear.

“I could say the same for you,” I smirked and he tightened his grip on my waist. He was throwing daggers at the men who even dared to look at me. He hadn’t let go of my

waist even once.

I was a tad bit tipsy after having too much wine and champagne with Serena, leading to a slight wobble in my high heels. Someone held me and helped me get back

looked up to thank

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you to take care of you,” he taunted and started

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you how much he loves me,” I let out a low growl.

marked. You have

snarled at him

me over his shoulder. I could smell the earthy oak scent of my

down, Prescott,” I slurred, poking his

“Why did you let another man

I cried out in frustration. Why did he have

on his body. “I fu*king hate that bastard.

with fury. He tied his tie

who owns you, love,” my mate mumbled in a petrifyingly low

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I wanted to

my bra between his teeth and tore it. His hand slipped inside

I pressed my lips hard not to moan

body belongs,” he growled, forcing me to look at

my mate whispered, his wolf’s golden

self–respect wanted me to stop. him right away. He couldn’t be so sick that he would get mad over something

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with Gabriel, his anger was valid but I was here with him. I chose him but sadly, he would never be able to see

ego.