Escaping my arranged marriage with Alpha Prescott

Chapter 36

Prescott

She wasn’t in the werewolves’ packs. No Alpha would dare to lie to me. Dylan had taken her to the human town. | had used all my connections to find her but it wasn’t easy to find her amongst the humans.

“It's really hard to find that as shole,” Jericho cussed under his breath.

It was our second meeting of the day. My men had looked for him everywhere but it seemed like he disappeared from the earth. The witches lived in their clans but none of us knew where their clans were.

“Last he was found outside of his building and then, nowhere,” Caleb checked the footage we got after bribing his security but it was from two days ago.

He was absent from his company, too, and he hadn't taken any flights. | had gotten everything checked. Dylan was too hard to track down.

| couldn’t recognize myself in the mirror. Neither | had eaten nor | had taken a shower. | had traveled from the different packs to my pack and the town to my pack. Dark circles beneath my eyes were too prominent and my breath reeked of alcohol.

We had caught two rogues in the past week and my wolf had killed them brutally. | was having a hard time controlling my beast whom she had tamed effortlessly.

“Wait, we have received footage from Capo Nikolai,” Caleb said and | asked him to let me have the laptop.

| checked the footage myself. The bas ta rd was talking to Gabriel. “I shouldn’t have let him go. | should have killed that mot herf urker,” | growled, hurling my laptop against

the wall.

“Gabriel and Dylan have joined hands against me but they don’t know that | won’t rest till | kill both of them,” | let my fist connect to the wall and it soon collided.

“Alpha,” My Beta and Ga mma tried to stop me from destroying my office but they couldn’t stop me. | threw everything that was on my desk to the floor.

“Prepare the car. We're leaving for the town,” | commanded and they left me alone.

“The town isn’t a small village, Prescott. It won’t be easy to find her there,” Dad suggested, putting his hand on my shoulder.

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| broke down and cried after hugging him like a kid. | had never cried in front of my father. | was like a rock and hot lava that never needed care or love.

“Dad, | want her. | can’t live without her,” | muttered in a low voice.

“| know, son. | have faith in you. You'll find her soon. You just need to calm down and think carefully before taking any action,” Dad said, stroking my back.

| nodded my head vigorously. “I won’t lose my mate. I’ll f u*king kill those ba sta rds.”

“Bring my daughter-in-law home and kill whoever dared to hurt her,” my father said, encouraging me for the war that might happen.

Dylan wanted Matilda and that was not going to happen. Not even over my f u*king dead body. | would not die for her. | would kill for her and keep myself alive so | could be with her.

“Alpha,” Serena stopped me in my tracks and | turned to see her.

“| have found these in Phoebe’s room,” she said, giving me the pictures of Gabriel and Matilda. They were having a meal together and in other photographs, she was working in a restaurant.

My phone beeped and | saw a text from Dylan. “Wrong guess, Cursed wolf.”

Dylan went into hiding purposefully. He wanted me to waste my time after him, instead of Gabriel.

| clutched the pictures tightly in my hands and darted towards Phoebe’s room. She was sleeping on her bed when | broke the door of her room.

“Alpha,” she peeked at me hopefully. “I knew that you’d come to me eventually. I’m the one who should be your Luna,” she said confidently.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

| threw the pictures on her face and murmured in a dangerously low voice, “Explain or I'll kill you right now.”

The walls resonated with the sound of my growl. “F u*king speak now.”

Her hands trembled, taking steps backward. “Stop lying. They were found in your room,” | growled thunderously. When she didn’t open her mouth, | realized that she wouldn't speak the truth so | took her under my command.

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my hand but | stopped him.

“No, | need this wound to calm my raging wolf.” | needed this pain to get over the pain. my wife had put me through.

...| don’t know.”

Matilda Spencer White, I’m coming for you. You'll have to face the consequences of your escape from me again. &