JASMINEI had never imagined in a million years that I would witness magic of any kind. Even when Leila had presented the evidence of her findings in books, a part of me was still a non-believer. It was hard to trust in something I’d never seen.But now… now that I was witnessing Sylvia’s magic- the dramatic change in her appearance, the new face she’d somehow donned- I was chilled to the bone.Sylvia smiled, her teeth the same straight white rows as before, and right in front of my eyes, her face shifted to how it was before.“I know you’re in a hurry but this is going to take some time. We have to wait. Seb will investigate and craft a picture of how security is arranged around the House before you take any actions, otherwise, you’re heading to your doom. It would be foolish of you to act without restraint.”She then lowered her voice, her chin lifting slightly. “Besides… I know my son isn’t weak. I know what’s best for him-““You haven’t returned even once to see if ‘your son’ is a
JASMINEHer sentence lingered in the air and it made my stomach hurt just to think about it for so long. It was always a woman’s choice but I could tell how scary it would have been to essentially be pregnant with a stranger’s child- a stranger who happened to be a completely different species- after having to flee one’s homeland.I didn’t know Sylvia but the hurt in her voice thawed some of my sympathy.“Obviously I didn’t follow through,” she noted. “The longer I had the child in my belly, the more reluctant I was to end his life. He was a stranger to me and yet he was my blood. He may not have been conceived ideally but I struggled to let him go.”She paused for a moment and gazed off in the distance.Her words and disposition were in a firm contrast to her actions. Clearly, she cared for Cole… so why did she leave him behind and essentially pretend he didn’t exist?What had happened between then and now?I wanted to ask but there was no way to ask the question without sounding lik
JASMINEMy head began to ache from all of the information I was being given. Sylvia was a wizard, a runaway princess from a country whose ruler faked her death after killing her father? She had managed to get away from King Theodore but had managed to hide away in Hescor, where she’d been residing the entire time.I wanted to pinch the bridge of my nose between my fingertips. This was all too much, but I needed to stay strong and composed so we could move forward and figure out how to save Cole.“Why would your uncle align with Jack Elrod of all people?” I asked again with a small frown. “What’s the appeal for a foreign magic user to work with a werewolf prince?”“If I were to guess, I would say that my uncle seeks the rich sapphire source of Ozora,” Sylvia mused. “Which would surely enhance a wizard’s capabilities, so I doubt there would be more options than that. Augus Clarkin is an insane, greedy man. All he seeks is power. During the years that I was in the royal palace, Seb had g
JASMINEFor a moment, I thought I had heard the man incorrectly.There were so many variables that made no sense and many others that did.I wanted to scoff at the mere notion that Skyla Fox was kind, given all that I knew about her, and scoff even further at the idea of the King wanting anything to do with her. She was beautiful but she was hardly a prize and I’d been deducting during the Luna Selection that he wanted nothing to do with her.These were the orchestrations of Marcel and the rest of House Fox.I narrowed my eyes and shook my head in confusion.“The King is awake?” I questioned. “That’s impossible. Did you see him walking among them?”“I can’t confirm because the ones I had spoken with had never seen the King in person,” Seb explained. “All know that he is there but none have seen his face since he arrived at the House of Fox.”“And when will this engagement party happen?” Sylvia spoke up in a serious, composed voice. Her eyes held a spark that I couldn’t quite identify,
FLYNNJasmine had only been gone less than a day and I already missed her greatly. Her scent was still lingering on my coat, and it was almost as if I could physically sense her gentle touch when I recalled the moment we’d hugged and kissed. A shiver ran through me as I remembered the sweet taste of her lips against mine.I wished to kiss her now, wished to kiss her shamelessly and tell her how much I loved her, every inch of her… her ashen-blonde hair, her big sterling eyes… the gorgeous, lightly muscled figure that couldn’t leave my mind… she had me under her spell through and through.I had never expected to find a mate anytime soon. I had always thought I didn’tdeserve to be happy after the moment I ended my friend’s life.But Jasmine… sweet, beautiful Jasmine Madden, reassured me that Conner Caddel’s death wasn’t my fault, like everyone else had attempted but failed at. Miraculously, her words worked more than anyone else’s ever had. Perhaps it was her tone when she boldly ment
EVELYNOakley studied me with caution, the expression on his scarred face betraying a mix of emotions. It was rare, I was certain, to see him in such a state, and it was relieving to know I could have the upper hand for once“What are your conditions?” he asked me, his eyes holding mine for once instead of trailing over me lewdly. For a moment, he seemed almost innocent, normal, not the cruel warrior wolf I knew he was at his core.“I need to know what happened to Aiden first,” I said, chin held high. “As for the rest, I’ll keep them tucked away for later. I’ll need you to cooperate when I need it. Got that?”Oakley snorted and rolled his eyes “Quite a lofty statement, angel. How can I trust you? Besides, if Maria is really alive, I can find her on my own. Why would I need your help?”He rose from his seat and leaned over as his sharp eyes stared at me. I knew that it was just an intimidation tactic but I wasn’t about to falter, not when circumstances were so dire. No, I wouldn’t yiel
EVELYNOakley remained silent while he walked me back. He had changed his playful attitude and maintained a solemn face as if he had been deeply in his own thoughts.“What happened to Elsa?” I asked him quietly, unsure of how to speak of the ordeal. I was certain that if anyone knew what had happened in that room, it was the scarred man.Oakley hesitated and then spoke. “Elsa made the wrong decision and now… she’s approaching her doom.”I stopped dead in my tracks and studied him with a look of utter confusion. “Her doom? What does that mean?”He scoffed and came to a halt. “I can’t tell you unless you want to become the same as she is.”I blinked in surprise.He glanced behind his shoulder. “I’m sure Elsa expected it. The moment we vow our loyalty to Master, we know what will be our undoing. Our doom.”“Do you… do you mean that Elsa will die soon?” I asked, my voice breaking at the very thought.Oakley didn’t speak but his somber expression told me everything. The world felt as if it
EVELYNAfter being dropped off by Oakley, I spent the otherwise quiet morning with my parents and as the sun rose high in the sky, we had lunch together. Staying with my family always soothed me, but the happier I felt when I was spending time with my family, the more uneasy I felt deep down. How could I relax knowing that my friend was preparing to meet an alleged doom for betraying Jack Elrod?How could I be at ease when her fate was practically condemned?It was impossible to go about my day pretending that I hadn’t seen what I’d seen.So, after we ate, I went to see Elsa.Jack had told me that I could see her “later”, so I saw no harm in visiting her now that the ordeal was technically over. Oakley had taken me away as instructed and enough time had passed that it felt less dangerous to get involved again.When I reached Elsa’s chamber, I knocked gently on the door, and when I heard no reply, my heart raced in my chest. I knew it wasn’t my best idea, but I couldn’t just turn back