Escaping my arranged marriage with Alpha Prescott

Chapter 3

Alpha Princess

Prescott “She is awake now,” the doctor informed me, coming out of my room where her treatment was going on.

Before he could describe her condition, | rushed inside and watched her remove the IV drip from her hand while the poor nurse begged her not to do so, explaining to her why she needed the bed rest.

Folding my hands across my chest, | keenly watched her fumbling as she tried to walk. “If you’re done escaping, go back to the bed and cooperate with the treatment to heal so at least, you can walk,” | taunted her with a cold expression etched on my face.

She was such a spoiled brat who didn’t have gratitude or appreciation for the things other people could only dream of. Many packs lacked the doctors, medicines, herbs, and advanced technology that only my pack had.

“You could go into a coma if the Alpha wouldn’t have brought you in time and | wouldn’t have been rushed here from my vacation for the surgery,” the doctor told her as the nurse helped her to get back to bed.

“I'm the Alpha Princess and have royal blood in my veins so | would have healed anyway,” she gave a snarky reply.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Zech, the pack doctor, offered her a warm smile. “The injury in your head had caused the blood to stop circulating in your brain and even though you’re stronger and powerful, your body can only heal, it can’t supply the blood spontaneously.”

Her eyes widened as the realization hit her. | could tell from her big lilac orbs that she hadn’t expected that injury to be too severe.

She was wearing a short hospital gown that reached her thighs and put her long legs on display. Her platinum silver hair sprawled across the pillow in disarray. Her face had turned pale and the bags beneath her eyes showed her oversleeping while she was passed out for two days.

| couldn't imagine someone looking this pretty even after being sick. She wasn’t wearing bra so her poking ni**les made me swallow a lump in my throat and | averted my gaze from her chest.

The nurse put the IV drip again and she hissed in pain, closing her eyes. | ambled forward and occupied the chair beside her bed.

“| will not stay here. As soon as | heal, I'll-” “Escape, yeah?” | finished for her with a frown.

“How long will it take for me to heal?” She asked, looking at Zech who noted her temperature as the machine on her finger made a beeping sound and he removed it.

“You were passed out for two days. Luckily, your surgery was successful,” he said, examining the latest reports of the tests he ran this morning. “It will take at least a week to heal but you should be able to walk within two days.”

Matilda grimaced but she had no other choice. | wouldn't let her escape again.

“Take proper rest and eat a lot. You’re underweight, Princess,” Zech remarked, removing his spectacles. “I will take my leave now. Let me know if you need my help, Alpha.”

| nodded my head and he bowed before closing the door behind him, taking the nurse with him to bring her food. “Why are you so desperate to run away all the time?” | cocked a brow at her, demanding an answer. She sighed. “Maybe that’s my fate to run away from the ruthless man who wants to marry me forcefully.”

“Aye,” | shook my head vigorously, agreeing with her taunt. “Perhaps you wouldn’t need to escape if you had told your ruthless arranged mate that you didn’t want to marry him.”

“As if you would have let me go,” she sneered, looking at me intently with her mesmerizing purple eyes.

| despised her attitude but | couldn’t deny that she was the most gorgeous she-wolf | had ever seen. Rumors circulated within her pack that she embodied the rebirth of the first royal princess, whose beauty was incomparable.

No she-wolf one had silver hair in history except Princess Venus who was the first of her name.

Venus was the first royal werewolf princess who fought in the greatest battle against the vampires and witches and won all the battles. She was an impeccable match for beauty and power while Princess Matilda had only her beauty, not the spirits.

“Never,” | muttered, “Where were you planning to escape this time? Your old pack?” She bit her lower lip nervously. “No. | can’t face my father after disgracing the family.”

| nodded my agreement, placing my hand under my chin. “Even if you want to go back, you can’t. Your dear mate has wreaked havoc on the Blood Moon pack. Your mother has disappeared, your family is imprisoned, and a lot of members of your pack got killed.” | explained coldly to her, assuming from her expression that she didn’t know what happened to her pack after she left.

“Gabriel can’t do that. The Blood Moon pack is invincible,” she shook her head, not believing me.

My stern glare made her gasp, she ultimately began to believe me. “Why would you think your father would agree to our marriage?”

She stayed there frozen so | added, “Your pack has lost a lot of warriors in the previous wars and the threats that have been knocking on our doors needed a strong Alpha as their King so he chose the most ruthless Alpha for his daughter who could protect her.” | emphasized the word ruthless, remembering that’s what she referred me to.

“| know that you don’t want to marry me so | will not force you into a marriage but | should let you know that you have no one to turn to. All of your family members are imprisoned and there is no news of your mother,” | played my last card with a poker face.

| had to convince her to marry me. Not because | was desperate to marry her but to fulfill my father’s wish to end the curse of our lineage which would happen only if | became the Alpha King and there was just one way to become the King- marry the daughter who will become the Queen.

Little did my father know | had more than that stupid reason to marry her.

| was the most powerful Alpha yet there was something that only Alpha King and | knew for which | needed more power from the throne.

“Will you help me take revenge?” Her voice dripped with venom as her lilac eyes turned to the darkest shade of purple | never had seen before.

Narrowing my eyes at her, | turned my focus on her face, not letting my gaze fall down her neck. | will have to take care of my

hard part later.

“| don’t care about anything else now. | want to see my mate suffer the same way | suffered. | want nothing but revenge,” she didn’t even know that she was using her royal command which forced me to bow to her but | fought back the command, holding my head high.

“As long as you agree to marry me, | can help you with anything,” | smirked, liking the way our conversation was going.

“Why do you want to marry me so badly? What will you get out of our union as | have nothing now?” Her brows creased as she questioned me.

She didn’t let her guard down around me. She thought of me as a threat, a danger that she would willingly embrace soon. | raised a brow, my lips twitching into a twisted smile. “I will get you, Tila,” | winked at her playfully. Matilda scowled. “I didn’t agree to marry you yet. | will not agree till | know the real reason.”

“| want to become the Alpha King and you happened to be the Alpha Princess who will be crowned soon to become the Alpha Queen,” | shrugged, not letting her know my ulterior motive.

‘Alpha, we have found a lead to the investigation we were following on the last attack we faced,’ Beta Caleb mind linked me. ‘What have you found, Caleb?’ | asked him.

‘Something you will love to see in person,’ his voice sounded confident and | liked that. | cut off the link, telling him that soon | will be there.

“It will be just a marriage on paper. We will not get intimate,” she told me firmly, looking into my eyes.

“Let's make this a contract marriage, then. We will pretend to be a couple outside this room and no one shall know this,” | suggested, getting up from the chair.

She nodded her agreement and | took my shirt off. “W... What are you doing?” She stuttered.