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My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back CHAPTER EIGHTY TWO
—JASMINEIt's been a day since Denzel's return, and that feeling of him being an entirely different person still lingers heavily.I think to myself as I sit at the breakfast table, staring blankly at my food.Now we're having breakfast, and I just can't help it anymore. It feels like playing pretend. Like a life, you just can't seem to reach into and get into your senses that you're real or not. I don't know. It just feels like I'm being controlled.The only thing keeping me sane is that I am watching my babies grow. They're saying more words now, like "no" and "hey," and at least I know they're real.I stare at my food, the scrambled eggs and toast blurring together on my plate. I don't mind if it goes stale. I don't even care if I eat it at all."You're not eating?" Denzel points out, his voice breaking the silence."I know," I nod, my voice barely above a whisper.Denzel looks at me, concern etched on his face. "Jasmine, what's wrong? You've been acting strange since I got back."
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back CHAPTER EIGHTY THREE
—JASMINE -“Excuse me?” I stare at Denzel, my eyes wide with shock, my mind reeling with confusion. I don't even know what else to say or how to twist my mouth into succumbing to my own words. I feel like I've been punched in the gut, my breath knocked out of me."You don't have a choice, Jasmine," he repeats, his voice firm, unyielding. "I'm picking you. You're my fate. And if you want to know about my past, then you'll have to wait until the marking festival, which is in a few days."I'm stunned. I don't understand what's happening. I thought we had an agreement, an understanding. I thought we were just going to be allies, partners in a sense. But now, he's talking about making me his Luna, his mate."I don't understand," I say, my voice shaking, my hands packing my bag nervously. "I thought you said-"I stop talking because I realize I am about to sound stupid. He clearly said his act of kindness would warrant nothing in return, and now he wants to make me his mate when I t
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back CHAPTER EIGHTY FOUR
—JASMINEDenzel's eyes narrow, his jaw clenched, as I turn to walk away, my anger and fear simmering just below the surface. He takes a step forward, his movements are fluid and deliberate, and his hands are shoved deep in his pocket."Why do you hate me so much?" he asks, his voice low and husky, his dark eyes glinting with a subtle intensity.I spin around, my eyes flashing with anger, my heart racing with fear. "Hate?" I scoff, my voice trembling with emotion. "You think this is about hate? You think you can just kiss me, and expect me to be all sunshine and rainbows?"I take a step closer to him, my fists clenched, my body tense. "You know that's the last fucking thing I want. And I made it clear to you. Did your illness mess you up?”I want to make him mad but he’s just not letting my words get into him.He’s like a brick wall.Denzel shrugs, his expression unyielding, his eyes never leaving mine. "That's the only word for it," he says, his voice dripping with conviction. "You
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back CHAPTER EIGHTY FIVE
—JASMINEI shriek and shake my head, the exhilarating and burning feeling from the liquor coursing through my veins like a wild animal. I'm a loser when it comes to drinking, I can barely hold my alcohol, and moments like this make me proud that I can't. I just want to drown, to forget, to escape."Another one, Mason," I say to the bartender, my voice slurred and sloppy. We've become friends, I guess. I don't know. I'll probably never come back here again. I've been here for twenty minutes, and I think Mason seems to like me. Maybe only because I'm drinking and paying for the most expensive alcohol, and he would simply want me to drink more because that equals more money.Mason raises an eyebrow, his throat moving heavily as he speaks. "You can't be at the counter and drink so much. Would you like to order a booth?" he asks, his deep voice tinged with concern.I gaze up at him, my eyes squinting slightly. Such a huge Adam's apple. He has nice brown honey skin, and he's really tall and
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back CHAPTER EIGHTY SIX
—HADES—I pull up in front of Judbar, the neon lights of the bar reflecting off the wet pavement. The sun is starting to set, so everything will shine brighter than the day soon.I loosen my grip on the steering wheel, feeling a mix of emotions swirling inside me. I can't believe I'm back here, at this place that holds so many memories, so much pain.I used to come here when I learned Jasmine lost her memory when I felt like everything was unfair like something big was taken away from me. I would drown my sorrows in alcohol, trying to numb the pain, trying to forget. But after ending things with Jasmine and settling with Alison, I stopped coming back here. I realized that drinking my problems away wouldn't solve anything, that it would only lead to more heartache.But here I am, back at Judbar, tempted by the familiar comfort of alcohol. One drink won't hurt, I tell myself. I'm tired of breathing the same stuffy air with Alison, tired of the tension between us. She's still asleep,
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back CHAPTER EIGHTY SEVEN
—HADES.The moment Mason leaves, I turn to Jasmine, and she looks like a lost child waiting for her mother. Her eyes are wide and vulnerable, and I wish I could crawl into her head and know what happened to her and why she's here. I don't say anything and just lay my back on the couch, trying to process everything.Jasmine stands and walks wobbly towards the table where my drink is and starts to open a bottle. I think she's going to drink it, but she doesn't. Instead, she walks up to me and hands me the bottle. "Drink with me," she insists, her voice soft and pleading.I take the bottle, feeling the weight of her gaze on me. I mean, after all, I came here to drink. And I can really hold my liquor.I unscrew the cap and take a swig, the liquor burning down my throat. Jasmine watches me, her eyes never leaving mine, and then she takes the bottle from me and takes a sip herself.We sit there in silence, passing the bottle back and forth, drinking and not speaking. The tension betwe
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back CHAPTER EIGHTY EIGHT
—HADES.As I kiss her, my heart racing with anticipation, I wait for Jasmine to knock my senses out and smack me for kissing her. But instead, I'm surprised when she kisses me back, her reciprocation slow and tentative at first, but growing bolder with each passing moment.Her lips are soft and inviting, and I can feel her warmth spreading through me like wildfire. I deepen the kiss, my thirst for her taking over, and she responds in kind, her mouth opening to mine, our tongues entwining in a sensual dance.I wrap my arms around her, pulling her closer, feeling her body melt into mine. Her hands slide up my chest, her fingers tangling in my hair, and I feel a shiver run down my spine.The kiss is exhilarating, leaving me breathless and wanting more. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, my pulse racing with excitement. Jasmine's body feels like home, like the missing piece I never knew I needed.As we break apart for air, I gaze into her eyes, seeing the desire and passion refle
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back CHAPTER EIGHTY NINE
—JASMINE.—Everything feels hazy, but overall nice, like a warm, fuzzy blanket wrapped around me. Hades' lips on my skin send shivers down my spine, and I feel like I'm floating on air. The amount of drinks I've had has finally kicked in, and for the first time in ages, everything feels wonderful. The tension in my body eases, and my mind quiets, letting go of all the worries and stress.But what's even more wonderful is the way my mind and body respond to Hades' touch. I hate that I'm enjoying this as much as I am. I'm not supposed to feel this way. This is wrong. I shouldn't be doing this. It's all his fault that I'm with Denzel and have to make this short-lived escape. It's his fault that he's not a good husband, that he's not the one I'm supposed to be with.But goodness, his tongue on my skin is like a spark of electricity, making my senses tingle and my heart race. I feel like my senses are about to disappear like I'm melting into his touch. I don't know what it is th
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