JasmineJulia and I decided to divert our plans and pay the girls a visit instead. The mere thought of encountering Trevor left a bitter taste in my mouth. While I had initially consented, it was solely for a make-out session with him, not his friend. My frustration with Aeron fueled my decision to distance myself, to move on from the complicated emotions that lingered between us.Reflecting on my actions, I could now see how they might be perceived as foolish. In that moment, it had felt like a desperate attempt to escape the clutches of Aeron's influence. However, I was grateful for my failure because, deep down, I knew that even if Trevor had been sincere, I wouldn't have been able to reciprocate genuine feelings.As we strolled toward the cells, Julia glanced at me, a knowing expression in her eyes."I can understand why you'll pass on Trevor. I would do the same, really. Just so you know, Aeron took care of him and his friends quite thoroughly," she shared with a mischievous grin,
JasmineI could not believe that my brother and parents were home. It was surreal. Breaking away from my father's embrace, I hugged my mother. She looked a bit pale, but I knew she was okay. Staying long in the sun-deprived kingdom of Snow could do that to you. Hopefully, she will get some sunlight and tan now that she is back."You look very happy, Jasmine," my mother said, touching my cheeks. We moved towards the staircase and ascended."Where is Ivory?" My father asked."At grandma and grandpa's house. I was going to check on her," I said."Aeron?" Mathias said, looking at me."On assignment in Woodland. He and Qusack left yesterday. Khalid and Yusuf joined them today. No one told me what was happening," I said, and there was a silence. It seemed my father already knew what was happening. Of course, he would know. I am sure Qusack called him in Snow. Maybe that is why they returned early.The atmosphere in the house was a mix of joy and unspoken tension. The warmth of my family's pr
Aeron The call to Jasmine put me at ease. I was apprehensive when I realised that I would have to linger in Woodland; hearing her voice over the phone had chased away all the fog my past had brought to my life. I still couldn't shake the uneasiness I felt about Monsoor and Laila, but only time would tell.Qusack entered the living room and sat opposite me. We were still waiting for my father and uncle to arrive. The moment they come, I would excuse myself. I didn't mind driving through the night to get back to Riverhead. Somehow, I felt my date with Jasmine was interrupted, and waking up beside her was something I was looking forward to. Qusack sighed and looked at me."Miss the princess?" he asked me, and I looked at him, making sure I had no expression on my face."Nikolas and Mathias are on their way back to Forest," he said, and I didn't know why that was news."I see it doesn't bother you. Anyway, once your father and Uncle arrive, you can return to Riverhead tomorrow. I hate to
~Jasmine~ Frozen was the best word to describe my state after my parents had dropped the bomb on me. An arranged marriage? "Jasmine?" I heard my mother say, snapping me out of my thoughts. I looked at her and tried to smile, but I couldn't. "I see you are spooked," She said, making a smart observation. This is one time I wasn't ashamed of showing my emotions. "Little one," My father said, and I looked at him too. He looked a bit worried. He better be. They had somehow turned what was supposed to be a happy homecoming into a nightmare. "When did you two come up with this arrangement?" I asked. I needed to know. "Well, we went to check on Mathias's progress in Peakland, and Natasha and I got discussing," My mother said with a smile. "And you decided pairing me with Cyprian would be fun," I said with a curt tone, and she froze. "Jasmine," My father said with a warning tone. "No, Father, I have to say something. Did anyone tell you who to marry? Don't you trust me to make a decis
Jasmine The mark on my upper arm made me afraid to fall asleep. Ivory joined me in my bed, and she was silent, too. She had done something that I didn't know she was capable of. She had created a venue in my mind and used it to calm me enough to pull me out of my dream. This was beyond knowing people's feelings and seeing their thoughts. What was happening to my sister, and what was happening to me? The fact that I did not know who I could discuss this with troubled my soul. "Maybe Aeron would have an idea," Xia said, just as clueless as I was. I doubted Aeron could help me, but I would need to share with someone before I go crazy. I wondered if Mathias was experiencing the same thing or if it was just me. Ivory and I stayed up until it was dawn. We prepared for the morning, and when it was seven-thirty, we headed to the private dining room to have breakfast with our parents. Aunty Ania and Lisa were there with our mother. Our father wasn't there. Our mother said he was attendin
Aeron I didn't give it much thought initially. While I understood that I should stay in Woodland until our task was complete, it was the second day away from Jasmine, and the longing for her was intensifying. I realised just how much I missed her when Mathias arrived. Despite him being my best friend, whom I had missed dearly, I felt no temptation to stay. Mathias showed up at the Alpha's house looking exhausted and sleepy after a long drive from Peakland in Hill, down to Riverhead in Forest, and finally to Woodland. Earlier that day, I had spoken to Jasmine over the phone, unaware that Mathias was on his way. After a brief exchange of brotherly greetings, he almost immediately passed out due to exhaustion. When morning arrived, I was eager to catch up with Mathais and set out for Riverhead. However, Mathias declined to visit Monsoor and Laila, opting instead to address issues with the arsenal. There were ongoing thefts in Woodland that required investigation, and the king had assig
Aeron Not long after I woke up, I realised that Jasmine might be caught in a nightmare, too. I attempted to shake her awake, but she remained unresponsive. "Fire," she murmured, and memories of what Mathias had told me about her childhood resurfaced. He had mentioned that she used to suffer from nightmares frequently. Since he hadn't brought it up in a while, I had assumed it had stopped. However, considering they no longer shared a room, and both Mathias and I had distanced ourselves from her, it made sense that she kept it to herself. No wonder she didn't pass judgment on me when I had a meltdown at Riverdale; she was likely trying to empathise with what had happened to me. I tried to rouse her, but she remained unresponsive, seemingly trapped in her dream state. Frustrated, I got off the bed, fetched water from the bathroom, and sprinkled it on her face. She gasped, jolting awake, but as she continued to stare ahead, oblivious to her surroundings, it was evident she was in a tran
Jasmine. The alcohol was causing me to lose control, but the reality was that Aeron was undeniably attractive, and my body was already reacting to the sight of him. My pussy clenched uncontrollably while I tried to keep my thighs together to alleviate the ache in my core. He wasn't just a wolf god; he embodied a magnetic allure. He was a sex god. The intricate tattoos on his skin complemented his muscular physique. His firm muscles flexed as he approached me, stirring a desire within me to run my hands along every inch of him and experience the sensation of him enveloping me. I recognised that even if those desires were fulfilled, it wouldn't be enough. I craved this man intensely, and somehow, he seemed aware of it. After restraining my desires for so long, I was prepared to embrace them fully now that he had finally made it happen. "Are you waiting for me, Princess?" he asked me, and I nodded, speechlessly looking at his happy trail, eager to see his huge cock. I could see he was
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