Asher
"I will not marry her mother, and that's final". I growled, as anger bubbled up inside me like a boiling pot.
"The marriage has already been fixed son, and you will marry her whether you like it or not". She hissed, as she descended the stairs, the steady clicks of her heels echoing loudly.
"Mother..". I called out, as I rushed after her, but she doesn't stop, rather she ambled at a faster pace.
"Good morning mother in- law". A lean female witch smiled, as she drew the distance with my mom, pulling her into a warm hug.
I stiffen. "Who is she mother?".
My mom suddenly pulled away, as she turned her face to mine, a grim smile curled on the corners of her lips.
"Asher, meet Alora, the chosen you will be getting married to".
My jaw tightened in anger. "What the hell mother. Te
