Chapter 145

Ashir POV:

I was full of surprise about my brother Jameson 's betrayal and I couldn't stop wondering how long he had been planning it. I felt sad for treating Malachi badly all along.

 Feeling the heavy weight of his betrayal, I showed him, Jameson, no mercy despite seeing him helpless and begging for my attention. I showed him none  and instead walked past him as if he never existed. But I felt sorry deep down.

 As we proceeded to the shrine, the thoughts about Adara took over me more than ever and I really tried getting rid of it but it was kind of hard for me. Mitchell was right beside me, seating confidently and staring at me shyly. She does everything to gain my attention but my mind has gone far more than she could ever have expected. 

The entire pack were all outside watching us as we passed. After a while being lost in thought thinking about Adara. Mitchell touched me looking worried about my long muteness and ignoring her. 

“I really understand that you don't want this, I understand that I may not be as perfect as who you love but please just give me a chance in your heart. I really know that I'm not worthy to have you but please give me a chance” Mitchell pleaded.

“What? Mitchell might have thought of me as her mate or something, is she trying to act like a wife now?” I thought to myself. “Could you please mind your business, I never accepted you as my mate and you'll never be so why are you trying to act  as if you care” I said. 

Mitchell looked a bit worried and I knew that she was just acting up and after something but her intention was yet unknown.

 “Please just give me the whole of the day and make people think we're mates even if you don't accept me as one. This will be my only request from you” She altered.

Mitchell provoked me with the discussion by interrupting my thoughts but I couldn't portray my anger at her, not right now when everyone is watching.

“How could you possibly call me your mate when we never meet, how could you claim me as your mate when you know that you're not” I wispier angrily to her. 

Mitchell looked emotional but I show know concern.

" I know that you never considered me your mate and this wasn't my choice too but god's choices. It's really a great burden on me selecting you as my mate but I had to accept as that's the only way to lift God's curse” She said and she looked really sad. 

Oh yeah, I gloated knowing that Mitchell herself knows that we aren't a mate. “I'm glad you knew that I had to do this because I was left choiceless so I wanted you to maintain your boundary. Put it in mind that we're just an accidental mate who are unlucky by the curse moon, and never expected much” I altered. 

Mitchell looked so grumbled just as I said that to her and I noticed the change in her mood. I tried not to show concern and we both went silent until we got to the shrine.

I gently walk down from the carrier and I help Mitchell down too. My mind was all filled with thoughts about Adara.  this is unusual, I felt the kind feeling I have felt for her in a long time before confirming her death.  My heart began rising and it almost exploded just as I had felt during my first encounter with Adara. My worries arose remembering about the prophecy of her resurrection during the full moon. 

“Could it be possible that Adara was still alive?" I thought to myself and really hoped that I could ask someone but not feel what I was feeling. “No, it's impossible, I had to get rid of these feelings" I said to myself and my attention got diverted by the priest calling my name. 

“Hey, the two mates should now step forward to receive their blessing," the priest said, pointing to the stage which had already been prepared for us. Just as I was about to get to the stage, Jameson led the prisoner in a song of Adara's resurrection. I felt so sad seeing my brother's betrayal and I commanded the soldiers to handle the situation immediately.

Just as everything went down, I walked down to the stage immediately and Mitchell followed, followed by the priest.

 “Destiny was god's written and nothing could be done to stop it. These two mates were bound not by man alone but by God's wishes. The elders have decided and gods, so I. Without standing abide, I hereby declare  them as a mate” the priest said. 

The priest made some incantations and lit up a candle then turned to Mitchell. 

“Mitchell, Artemis Joy Mitchell, do you accept Ashir Orion as your mate and Alpha?” The priest said. 

“Yes I  do, I accept Alpha Ashir as my mate” Mitchell responded excitedly. 

“Oops no, am I really up for this?" I thought to myself looking so worried as the alpha turned to me. I looked around and had eye contact with Malachi and his eyes showed no weakness but excitement. I turned to look at my brother where he was and the only thing I could see in him was that kind of fear and worriedness.

“Hey  Ashir. Orion, do you accept Mitchell as your mate and Luna?” Priest asked. 

" Hmmm” I took a deep breath and looked around to see people anticipating my response. I became so worried and didn't know what to say. My heart started pumping as if it wanted to explode. 

“Hey  Ashir. Orion, do you accept Mitchell as your mate and Luna?” The priest said again.. 

“Say yes, say yes! I heard Malachi speaking from a close distance. 

Jameson stood where he was seated screaming and trying to stop me. I was choiceless and was confused on what to do before finally making up my mind.

I raise my hand and said with confidence, 

“I Ashir Orion said before the gods and the entire pack members that…. .” 

Suddenly, just as I was about to complete my speech, the sky unexpectedly turned dark and the whole scene turned into mourning. Everyone was all shouting thinking about what was about to happen. 

“The prophecy! The prophecy!" I heard Jameson shouting hard.

“The prophecy! The prophecy" noise echoed as everyone was wondering what Jameson was saying. 

“Yes the prophecy… '' Jameson said again. 

Upon hearing this, Malachi was filled with anger and frustration. Panic spread among the people, causing some to try and escape. 

Malachi tried to calm everyone down, reminding them that they had prepared for God's anger. He worked tirelessly to prevent the chaos, urging the soldiers to stop anyone from fleeing.

Feeling overwhelmed by the situation, I asked the priest for guidance. He suggested that to lift the curse, traitors must be killed, their bodies hung or offered as sacrifice.

The soldiers swiftly moved to execute this plan, leading Jameson to the shrine. With his hands tied and head positioned on the killing cross, the soldier prepared to strike. The sight was unbearable as I watched my brother face a grim fate.