JasmineBy the next day, Aeron resumed his guarding duties and behaved as if nothing had happened between us. He stood by the dining room door frame while Ivory and I ate. As usual, he smiled and engaged Ivory in conversation while ignoring me completely. However, there was a sinister darkness in his eyes that wasn't there before, or perhaps I had missed it and was only looking harder now. The annoying part of it all was my treacherous pussy that wouldn't stop clenching needily at the sight of him. The things he did to me in his bedroom rushed through my mind over and over again. Soon, I recoiled, grossed out, knowing I wasn't the only one he had touched like that and I wasn't the only one he had on his bed. Probably told all of them to leave after. The bastard. "I will be making rounds close to the border today at Riverdale. The Alpha of the place is aware," I announced after my meal, hoping he would complain, but he did not say a word."If we go there, Jas, we won't be home in ti
Jasmine I woke up in the middle of the night thirsty. I had passed out after Aeron brought me to bed. Sitting up in bed, images of the things we did flooded my mind. His dirty words and how he fucked my mouth. He was bold, brazen. He held nothing back, and I liked it. As demeaning as his words sounded, I liked it. I craved that kind of control. I wanted someone who would make all the bad decisions for me so I wouldn't have to blame myself, and Aeron was that kind of a man. One to take what he wanted unapologetically. Thinking about how he ate me on the couch made my pussy clench. I liked it. I hoped there would be more, but he will never know because I will never admit it. I got up to get water in the kitchen. Realising I had slept in the clothes I wore, I decided to strip down and covered my body with a bathrobe I found in the bathroom in my room before heading out. I wasn't happy Aeron did not lay next to me, but I wasn't offended either. I was beginning to believe he wasn
AeronI sat on the couch in the living room at the guest house in Riverdale to keep both of us safe. I wanted to keep watch because of the report on the rogue status of Riverdale. I dreaded some rogues stealing into the guest house in the dark of the night while we were deep in sleep and our guards down. So I sat on the couch. Her scent messed with my senses. The release she had given me, mixed with her scent, calmed my nerves. I tried to stay up for as long as possible, but soon, sleep won the battle, and I fell into its embrace. Little did I know it would be my biggest mistake. I was trapped in Pictoria again. Two weeks before, my grandfather signed us up to be scouts for the Mad King. They had come for Aunt Rukky. They wanted to gift her to the King, but they found me, Zarah, my sister, and our mother instead, and they took me. Everything that was done to me was replayed in that dream. The god of sleep and dream forced me to relive that nightmare. A nightmare a seven-year-o
Jasmine.I had spent the rest of the day crying. I was glad that Ivory was staying with our mother's parents in town. I needed the space. Aeron had twisted my mind and emotions to the point that I felt like giving up. How could he want me and then shut me out like that? It was unfair. I thought he didn't want me, that he saw me like a little girl, but then he did a one-eighty by doing all sorts of things to me, not to speak of his dirty mouth. I believed we had something. I believed he had finally opened up, only for him to shut me out again. Was I a toy to him? A thing for his amusement. Something he could tweak and try at will. I couldn't let this continue. No matter what the issue was, he had no reason not to let me in. If he cared as much as his actions and words implied, he wouldn't shut me out, knowing how it would get to me. I was mad, mad at the fact that I was at his mercy. I knew he wouldn't let me move on from him. I knew he meant his words, but I will try. I will t
Jasmine I woke up in an empty bed, the soft morning light filtering through the curtains, casting a warm glow on the room. The only reminder that I did not sleep alone was Aeron's woody scent lingering on my sheets. The mere thought of him sent a rush of excitement through me, making me blush as I stretched beneath the cosy covers. How did he manage to sneak into my room last night? It was like a fantasy come to life. Although Aeron didn't give me everything I wanted, there was something about the way he made me feel alive. The way he softened, even if just a bit, during our shared moments. He was a complicated man that much was clear, but there was a glimmer of hope that he might open up to me. As I rolled out of bed, my eyes fell upon a neatly folded note on my nightstand. A smile played on my lips, knowing he took the time to leave me a message. I unfolded the paper and read his words: "Princess, wear something nice; today will be yours." Those simple words sent my heart aflut
Jasmine After an hour, Grandma summoned me to the kitchen. Glancing back at the living room, Aeron patiently awaited my return. Eager to depart, I needed him to make the call and gracefully extract us from my sister's company. I loved Ivory, but the thought of her joining for the day and ruining our plans didn't sit well with me. “Have you two hit it off already?” Grandma inquired as I entered the kitchen. Stunned by her perceptiveness, I stood there, caught off guard. She laughed and pulled me close. “You've been looking at him as if he holds your world, Jasmine,” she noted, and I absentmindedly touched my face, realising I had been more obvious than intended. “It's okay. We can't hide our heart's desires. Our eyes tend to give it away. He looks at you the same way. You two have been exchanging those looks for a while. Gabriel and I have been waiting for the news,” she said, her words sinking in as a mix of surprise and realisation crossed my face. “I... I...” I stammered, but sh
Aeron Planning to spend the entire day with Jasmine was a bold step. It was my way of moving forward with what we have. I wasn't sure if it was the right move or if it was advisable, but I knew I would not rest until I followed my heart. Jasmine paid attention when I told her red was my favourite colour. Seeing her red lace underwear in the warehouse office drove me completely insane. I might have taken her on the spot, but there was no rush in things. I had planned the day, and I hoped to follow through. She had also been very nice and peaceful all morning; I guess the tension between us was why she lashed out most of the time. When Uncle Yusuf linked me to inform me of the shipment. I was angry because I didn't plan to work that day. Nonetheless, it needed inspection, precisely what I was doing now in the warehouse. I had left Jasmine in the office and promised her I wouldn't be long, but seeing the ammunition crates, I doubted if I could keep the promise. "Let's skip this shit
Aeron Talk about cock-blocking. I was mad about Leonard's timing. I was really hoping to get into things with Jasmine. I needed to dismiss the fucker now. I was glad I hadn't taken her to my room to see the surprise I had laid out. I hoped Julia had followed my instructions and fixed the place up. I stepped away from Jasmine, and she looked at me with longing and disappointment. She was feeling exactly the same way as I did. I looked at her apologetically and strolled towards the door. Leonard stood there with a tinge of annoyance on his face. I didn't give two fucks about his feeling because he had just interrupted my plans. "So?" I said. "Didn't know you started bringing girls home. I guess Mathia's absence forced you to change your routine," He teased, moving past me to enter. He froze when he saw who was in the living room. "Jasmine?" He asked. She had a nervous smile on her face. "Hey, Leonard," She said, and he looked at me, trying to piece things together. "Well, I gue
Five Years Later Aeron I sat in the midst of a garden of wildflowers in New Pictoria, a place that had once been a barren desert but now thrived and bloomed, thanks to the magical fire I possessed. The prophecy had unfolded, and my life had come full circle, bringing me to a point of perfect contentment. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting hues of orange and pink across the sky, my eyes traced the playful scene before me. My twins, Ellie and Adam, chased each other around with unbridled joy, their laughter echoing through the air. A fluffy little puppy named Maxwell, named in jest to tease my Beta Mansoor, joined the playful chaos. Jasmine, wearing a serene blue cotton gown, approached me and took a seat beside me on the grass. I couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of the moment, a dream that I had once envisioned—albeit one that Stasia had invaded and tried to disrupt. Yet, here I was, surrounded by the laughter of my children and the warmth of Jasmine by my side. "
Jasmine The wedding day had finally come. Ironically speaking, my parents made sure it took place on the date we had originally selected. Even though I was pregnant, I wasn't showing yet, but I was excited. Since Aeron told me about the kings’ offers, I have been glad. It meant I wouldn't be too far from home. I was glad and nervous at the same time. My mother, sister, Zarah, Julia, and Margrette were with me while I prepared. Yes, you heard me right; Zarah, Margrette and I reconciled and decided to let bygones be bygones. It is great to have them as friends. Zarah wasn't as bossy or snobbish as she once was. In fact, she was the most fun person to have around. She was helping me with my make-up, something I suck at doing, and she was doing a good job. She told me she had always wanted a sister. I guess she got one now, and she would be an aunt soon. Aunty Rukky walked into the room with all smiles. Her twins were with her, and even though she looked a bit frail, I was glad she was
Nikolas I could not believe it was finally over. One month had passed, and we were still trying to fix the cities that were destroyed. Piotr and Miles remained in forest with their family while Jutros and Isbecs went to work on the cities under the supervision of our engineers. They were faster workers, so the building and cleaning were moving fast. We had a crazy encounter, one we would never forget, and we were glad we had come out unscathed. It took three weeks, but Rukky and Gabriel finally came through. It seemed my father-in-law planned to die on his own terms. There was none as relieved as Olsen himself. Apparently, the bleak future Rukky had seen was her coma. When I think of it, I want to laugh. King Mustapha had come with his citizens and left them in the vessels in Iceberg and Hill village; among the people were Mansoor's mother and sister. Of course, Stasia would bring them since she knew Laila and Mansoor were here already. Mansoor had taken his sister from their mother
Aeron Leaving the women behind, I carried Jasmine in my arms. I wasn't ready to deal with anything until I eased the tension within, assured myself and my wolf that she was okay, and she was finally here with me. The war is over, and there is no looming threat anymore. That she is my Queen, and I am hers for the rest of my life. I took her to my tent. A tent I hadn't slept in since it was erected, and placed her on the mattress. She turned to look at me, but I had run out of patience. Tearing through her clothes, I leaned over her, kissing and placed my finger in her cunt. I finger fucked her brutally, doing to her what my cock was about to do inside her while I kissed her. I wanted to swallow her and maybe take her breath. “Don‘t ever pull that kind of stunt again, Solnishka. Going off on an adventure without telling me," I said, releasing my cock by taking off my shorts. I spread her legs apart. Her heart was beating fast. I should be gentle, but I couldn’t. All my emotions were
Aeron Stasia turned around to look at me and smiled as if she had been waiting for me. She did not look as old as she did last night. Maybe it was the trick of the darkness. She looked young. Did this woman ever age? "On time," She said and smiled at then eyed Mathias. "Interesting, there are indeed handsome men on this continent," looking at Mathias flirtatiously. "I don't do old women," Mathias said, and she giggled. "Trust me, you wouldn’t want to let go once you get a taste, but too bad I am not here for you; I am here for my king," she said and looked at me. "See, we can be together now that both obstacles are out of the way. Dark dream walker and the mad king. We can be together and use your fire to rebuild our continent," she said, walking seductively towards me. I would lie that she did not look good, but all I could see in my mind’s eyes was a grandma in sheer clothing. Not a sight to see. "Release my mate, and I will let you live. As you know now, your army belongs to
Aeron Following Ivory's completion of the markings for all of us, I approached the Jutro to share my plan. They had received thorough medical care and nourishing food, and the majority of them were now fully healed. As they noticed my presence, they greeted me with enthusiasm, but my sombre expression quickly dampened their smiles. "Stasia has ensnared my mate in a dream state, and I am compelled to venture forth to rescue her. In doing so, we will inevitably clash with the Isbecs, and I understand that some of us may not return from this battle. I realise it's a lot to ask. You may not know me or my intentions, but I assure you, my motives are not malicious. The Isbecs have ravaged our homes, murdered our kings, slaughtered and enslaved our people, abducted our children, and obliterated countless futures, all in pursuit of what was never rightfully theirs. It's time to rid our world of the menace that is Stasia and her fire-wielding, mad King, Mustapha. It's time to reclaim our fre
Aeron We were sitting by the fire in the morning, drinking tea, when Ivory approached us in tears. I knew then that something had happened. Mansoor tried to calm her down to make her speak, and she tried to compose herself. She was shaken with horror, and since I hadn't seen Jasmine with her, panic grew in me. "Where is my mate?" I asked, unable to control myself. Queen Aliana stood up, and King Nikolas did the same; they were tired, having stayed awake after the fight. "She won't wake up. She is trapped, and I can't get in. Stasia created a barrier," Ivory said, and we all abandoned what we were doing and headed toward the tent where Jasmine was. My heart was thumping in my chest all the while. I had suspected Jasmine was up to something when I returned and was told she was training with Ivory. It seemed plausible, but it felt odd; I should have checked on them, and I wanted to, but Queen Aliana stopped me. I should have insisted or snuck into the tent. I cursed within me. This w
JasmineI sat on the bare ground because I knew I needed to connect with the earth to pull on the Power of the Dark in Aquillonia. Every time I have been able to pull on the Power of the Dark effectively, I have been in direct contact with the earth, either grass or sand. Pushing the mattress to the side, I lay down on the sand and wielded myself to sleep. Everything was dark, and soon I was back in the tent, but I knew I was in a dream state. This was my dream. I could not visit the dreams of Stasia’s army individually. I need to drag their soul into my dream to eliminate them, and I need to do so before I go for the King. Gathering my strength, I began to move. I could feel Ivory's presence, but I couldn’t see her; it was as if she was in me, and we were one and the same. She was experiencing my dream, but I was the one in control. How was she doing it? I couldn’t tell, but I forged ahead.I was barefoot. I could feel the sand against the soles of my feet and the breeze against my
Jasmine My body recovered faster than I anticipated. It seemed I had powers beyond my comprehension, but there was an empty void in me. The sense of dread, loss and anguish lingered in my head. I couldn't quite shake off what happened at the gate. Rukky being stabbed by the witch. I couldn't stop blaming myself. If only I have moved fast. Gathered the momentum faster. Not allowing the poison to get the best of me, move as I should, act as I should, then she would be alive and well. I wasn't a fool. She had told me once that her future was bleak, and now I understood why. It was Stasia and me that undid her. A powerful woman who believed in fate and strived to bring out the goodness in the world had lost her life trying to save me. I could not forgive myself. So when I sat up on the mattress in the tent, I buried my face in my palm and wept. My hands were shaking. Rage and despair, a mixture unknown to me, became the only emotions I could feel simultaneously. "Jasmine," I heard the