Escaping my arranged marriage with Alpha Prescott

Chapter 31

Chapter 31 Prescott

| returned to my pack when Caleb informed me about the rogue’s attack again. | could deal with Kane the fu*ker later as he wouldn't be able to do anything inside my pack. No matter what he was, he wouldn’t be able to find the werewolves’ packs.

| had contacts with the mafia, too. | had already asked them to find his history and catch him for me.

“Ken called me when he couldn’t reach you. He eavesdropped on the conversation between Liam and his mate. They want to kill both of you,” Caleb told me, looking in between me and my wife.

| had asked Matilda to join me for the meeting. “I can’t believe he has changed this much to stoop so low as killing me.” “That’s why | hate fated mates’ shit,” | spat.

She seemed a bit gloomy but soon masked it over with a smile.

“Alpha Mason and Alpha Sheldon want you to go on your honeymoon to stay away from them for a while,” my Beta said.

“I'm dying to go on the honeymoon with my wife but not now. We can’t run away like cowards. Liam won't be able to do anything in my pack,” | grimly told them.

My wife nodded her agreement. “I agree. We should face them.”

“Finally, something you both agree upon,” Caleb smirked, teasing us.

Matilda rolled her eyes. “That’s why Serena doesn’t like you.”

“Ouch. You’re hurting me, Luna,” he dramatically fell in his chair. “She doesn’t like me. She loves me.”

| liked seeing her getting along with everyone in the pack. She was fulfilling her Luna duties. My father and Serena were helping her to learn how things had been regulated in the pack. She was quick to adapt..

“Any report on Kane?” | asked Jericho who seemed lost. Jericho was close to my mafia men as he had had a few one-night stands with them. Jericho was the one who explored everything that the world had to offer.

“He has built everything in the past few years. There is no family history. His brothers and parents came into the business a few years ago as well and reached the peak.

“You know, your cocky attitude is so se*y,” | told her and pulled her chair closer to

mine.

“| bet it is,” she smirked, eyeing the bulge in front of my pants.

“Am | sick?” Lmade her sit on my lap and she grinded herself against my hardened shaft. “Aww, your ego is hurt, sick Alpha?” She traced my jawline with her nail.

| groaned and put her on my desk. “Your pussy can cure me | guess,” | licked my lips. before lifting her tiny skirt and pulling her panties down carefully.

| jabbed it inside my pocket and she unbuckled my belt. | sighed after she freed my d*ck. | began with a slow thrust.

“Harder,” she demanded and | increased my speed, following her demand.

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“My Queen shall get what she wants,” | uttered each word as | thrust inside her harder.

“Oh, Goddess,” she moaned when | hit her g-spot.

“Who owns you?” | asked her, pulling my d*ck out of her.

She dug her nails inside my back in frustration. “You. Please,” she begged me to continue and | smirked.

“You're fu*king mine,” | groaned in satisfaction.

She brought her mouth closer to me and started kissing me aggressively. | placed my lips on her shoulder as | came after her.

“If you mocked me again in front of others, you can’t even think of the punishment I’m going to give you so be a good girl,” | warned her after cleaning her.

She bantered, getting dressed. “I'll do whatever | want to do, Alpha. You can’t stop me.”

“If you continue this attitude, | promise you that I'll punish you and you won’t be able to walk for weeks,” | nibbled on my mark on her neck. A black wolf clenching a red rose between his teeth.

“Do you keep your promises or break them?” She smirked and immediately regretted when she realized that she had said it.

“No, please, no,” she pleaded, pressing her lips together.

“You asked for it,” | told her but before | could hold her she swivelled the chair and scurried away. | chuckled seeing her scared and excited at the same time. She wanted it

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but was scared and | didn’t want to force her.

“Prescott,” Dad entered my office. Thankfully, | had dressed and cleaned my desk. “Why are you refusing to go on honeymoon?” | knew that my father was hiding something. “Spill it,” | said, reading the file of the rogue attack our neighbor pack faced.

“| want you to have a lot of pups so you won’t regret being stuck with just one stupid. son,” he bounced his shoulders.

“You're retired. I’m not so | have duties and work to do,” | offered him a tight-lipped smile.

“Well, you're the King now so you should have the heir to the throne, you know,” he tried to manipulate me. “I can handle your work temporarily.”

“Please, leave, Dad,” | frowned.

| didn’t want to rush things with my wife. | wanted to take it slow and enjoy my time. with her before | would have to share her with any pup.

“Okay, I’m leaving,” he shook his head in disappointment. “Don’t forget to spend some time with your wife. | wonder what she saw in you to say yes to you.”

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