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Endless Pain
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Jasmine I don’t know how long I stand there, frozen between disbelief and fear. Their words hang heavy in the air, curling around me like invisible chains. Ailuranthrope. The word pulses in my mind, foreign and yet familiar, as though it’s been buried deep inside me all along, waiting for this moment to claw its way out.“I don’t trust you.” My voice is stronger than I expect, but my body feels like it’s unraveling. “Any of you.”Ramon’s hand brushes my arm, steadying me, and I glance at him. His crimson eyes flash with fury, but there’s something else there. Something softer, protective. He doesn’t speak, though. He lets me face them.Tharros smirks like he’s been expecting my reaction. “You don’t have to trust us, little queen. But that doesn’t change what you are or why we’re here.”“Don’t call me that,” I snap, my voice sharper than I intended. My hands clench at my sides, nails digging into my palms as I take a shaky step forward. “I’m not your queen, your savior, or whatever it
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Unknown POV The night was unusually still, the air thick with an unexplainable energy. Jasmine stood on the balcony of Ramon’s mansion, her gaze locked on the horizon where the moon began to rise. But tonight, it wasn’t the familiar silvery glow she’d grown accustomed to. This moon was tinged with crimson, its ominous hue casting eerie shadows across the garden below.Her chest tightened as an ache bloomed deep within her, an ache that wasn’t physical but primal, ancient. Her fingers gripped the railing, knuckles whitening as waves of heat rippled through her body. “Jasmine?” Ramon’s voice broke through the haze.She turned to find him standing in the doorway, his dark eyes filled with concern. Even as a vampire lord, Ramon’s presence always exuded calm authority, but tonight, there was something raw in his gaze. “The moon,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “It’s... different.”Ramon stepped closer, his hands brushing her shoulders gently. “It’s the Bloodmoon,” he said. “A rare ce
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Ryker’s POVThe wind howls through the desolate packhouse, its emptiness echoing louder than the voices in my head. Once, these halls bustled with life, wolves bowing their heads as I strode through, their Alpha, their strength. Now, silence reigns, and every shadow mocks me with her name. Jasmine.I slam my fist into the oak table in front of me, splintering it with a sickening crack. The shards fly, some embedding into my knuckles, but the pain is a distant whisper compared to the storm raging inside me. She chose him. That bloodsucking leech.I knew the bond between us had weakened, but I’d convinced myself there was still something left, some flicker of what we once were. I was wrong.The weight of that realization crushes me. She didn’t just reject me; she saw me for what I truly am. Weak. Cruel. Unworthy.I stagger to the window, looking out over the sprawling forest that surrounds the pack lands. My lands. My kingdom. Yet it feels so hollow now, as though her absence has stripp
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Jasmine’s POVThe fireplace fills the room with warmth, but it’s Ramon’s presence that truly comforts me. He sits behind me on the bed, his strong arms wrapped around my waist as if he’s afraid to let go. His chin rests lightly on my shoulder, and his steady breath tickles my neck.For a moment, the world outside doesn’t exist. The battles, the dangers, the fractured pieces of who I am, all of it fades away in the quiet intimacy of this moment.“You’re awfully quiet, my Lord.” I murmur with a cheeky smile, tilting my head slightly to glance at him. Just trying to lighten the heavy mood. His crimson eyes meet mine, glowing faintly in the firelight. “I’m thinking,” he says, his voice a low rumble.“About?” I ask though I have an inkling what he's thinking about. “You,” he replies simply, a small smile tugging at his lips. “About how you’ve faced so much and yet you’re still here. Still fighting.”A lump forms in my throat at his words. “I don’t feel strong,” I admit softly. “Half the ti
