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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
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back CHAPTER NINETY
—JASMINE.I want nothing but Hades. I crave him with every fiber of my being. I want all of him, every inch, every touch, every kiss. I want the taste of his lips on my skin, from the curve of my neck to the brim of my body. I want him to absorb me in every way possible, to consume me whole.This bodily desire is driving me insane. It's like nothing I've ever experienced before. I don't know how to explain it, how to put into words the intensity of this longing. It's like my body is screaming for him, begging for his touch, his kiss, his presence.And what is this closeness I feel? This want? It's like my very soul is reaching out to him, yearning for connection. I feel like I'm drowning in this desire, suffocating under the weight of my own longing.But wait, why do I feel and smell Hades? Why is his presence so strong, so overwhelming? I try to make sense of it, but my mind is foggy and unclear.I open my eyes, and the first thing I get is a heavy pang of headache that comes like
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back CHAPTER NINETY ONE
—JASMINE -The minute I step back into the pack's territory and its chilly air, I see Denzel standing outside the main pack house, his expression stern and grim. My body immediately wants to twist my leg and go in another direction, to avoid the confrontation that's brewing, but I don't. I stand my ground and face him, my heart racing with a mix of emotions."You missed breakfast," he says, his voice firm and disapproving."Good morning to you too," I mumble, trying to sound nonchalant despite the turmoil inside me.Denzel's expression doesn't change. "Where did you go? Why did you leave?" he asks, his tone laced with concern and a hint of anger.I shrug, trying to appear indifferent. "Why does it matter where I go? I'm here now, aren't I?" I sigh, feeling a sense of resignation wash over me.Denzel's eyes narrow, he says, his voice softening slightly, "but I'm just trying to protect you."I want to say, "Who says I need protection?" but I don't. Instead, I let out a sigh and look
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back CHAPTER NINETY TWO
—HADESI jolt awake, my heart racing and my breath coming in short gasps. I throw off the blanket, my skin slick with sweat, and my wolf, Hills, is on high alert, sensing my distress. I hate these nightmares, these shitty, recurring blasts from the past that haunt me every time I close my eyes. I thought I'd finally overcome them, but they linger, refusing to be extinguished.I toss off the covers and get out of bed, trying to shake off the lingering fear and anxiety. The morning sun is still visible in the sky— proof that I haven’t slept more than an hour. Despite the nightmares, I feel a sense of optimism, a sense of renewal. And I know exactly why - yesterday with Jasmine was incredible. It was an unexpected turn of events, but it did what it needed to do. It reminded me that life is full of surprises, and sometimes, those surprises can be— Jasmine.I walk out of the room, trying to clear my head, trying to process my emotions. I don't know why I took so long to mark Jasmine, t
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back CHAPTER NINETY THREE
—JASMINEMy wedding with Hades was a far cry from the grandeur that surrounded me now. It was a subtle, almost quiet affair, with only a handful of people in attendance to fill the empty spaces. We had already completed our mating rites and pacts, so the wedding itself was more of a formality, a mere cherry on top of the cake icing.I remember my dress being plain, my hair simply styled, and our wedding vows being quick and to the point. We exchanged rings, sealed our love, and that was it. It was a beautiful moment, but it was intimate, not grand.But this...this is something entirely different. I stand in awe, surrounded by a sea of opulence in a grand room filled with thousands of breathtaking ballgowns and dazzling dresses that leave me mesmerized. The sheer scale of the scene before me is overwhelming and feels like a movie, with servants darting about, carefully navigating through the maze of shoes, garments, and precious jewelry that seems to cost a fortune.Even my own tw
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back CHAPTER NINETY FOUR
—JASMINE._I let out a startled shriek as one of the maids yanks the corset ropes with a bit too much force, causing me to wince in discomfort. The dress I'm wearing feels like it's being squeezed to life, and I can't help but feel a bit irritated."Sorry," the maid whispers, her voice barely audible, as she continues to tighten the laces.I sigh and resign myself to the process, allowing her to do her job. It's already six pm, and I'm getting prepped for the party. After skipping breakfast and lunch, and spending the entire day cooped up in my room, willing the hours to pass faster, the awaited festival has finally arrived.With a final tug on the corset, the maid steps back and surveys her handiwork. I glance in the mirror and barely recognize the person staring back at me. The dress is stunning, but it's tight and uncomfortable. I have decided to go with the silvery one and it suits me best.I take a deep breath and try to shake off the feeling of unease. It's just one night,
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back CHAPTER NINETY FIVE
—JASMINE.-The festival has started. As I exit my room, I'm accompanied by Denzel with my children by my side, following a brief moment of contemplative silence. The festivities have already commenced, and Denzel has made it evident that he expects us to present a united front, standing together as a cohesive unit. Screw this unit.I just want to fall asleep right now.I'm delighted to see Enora by my side though, radiant in her appearance, a stark contrast to the other servants who weren't afforded the same privilege of attending. Her presence is a thoughtful gesture, clearly made with my feelings in mind, and I'm grateful for it— To Denzel.As we walk, I find myself eager to engage Enora in conversation, to inquire about her day and why she's been in Denzel's company for so long. However, I hesitate, aware that Denzel is within earshot, his proximity making me reluctant to pose such questions. For now, I'll have to satisfy my curiosity later, when the opportunity arises. Ins
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My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back Chapter one hundred & Thirty Seven -THE END
12YEARS LATER JASMINE—-.The kitchen bustles with activity as servants scurry about, their hands moving swiftly to prepare for the evening's festivities. The clock ticks closer to dusk, and the pressure mounts to complete the decorations before our party guests arrive.I lend a hand where I can, expertly arranging a centerpiece of fresh flowers. Hades burst into the room, Jason perched on his broad shoulders, giggling uncontrollably."You'll make him throw up again," I warn, eyeing Hades's energetic swinging."Aw, he likes it," Hades replies, grinning mischievously, as he makes another sweeping arc."Mommy, I love it!" Jason squeals, his tiny hands grasping Hades's hair.I shake my head, concealing a smile. "If you throw up, don't expect me to come to your aid."Jason's face sets in determination. "I'm four. I can help myself."I chuckle inwardly, recognizing the stubborn streak he inherited from Hades. Jason's words echo his father's confident tone, a miniature replica of the man w
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back Chapte one hundred & Thirty six
—JASMINE-Stepping foot in Silvermist feels surreal, like a dream I've longed to awaken to. The word "home" echoes through my soul, resonating with a depth I never knew I craved. Every step carries me closer to a sense of belonging.As I wander through the pack's grounds, a somber atmosphere envelops me. The usual bustle seems muted, with fewer pack members in sight. Some may be busy with their daily routines, but the scarcity of familiar faces weighs heavily.My heart quickens, anticipation building as I approach the main pack house. I've yearned to hold my children close, to see the spark in their eyes. And Hades...my mate, my rock.The pack house comes into view, its wooden facade weathered to a warm, golden brown. Smoke drifts lazily from the chimney, carrying the scent of warmth and comfort.I push open the door, and a sense of peace washes over me. I'm home.After weeks of navigating the unfamiliar city, I'd finally found my footing. The initial disorientation and panic had g
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back Chapter one hundred & Thirty Five
—HADES.-I trudge back to the Silvermist pack's main house, weighed down by the crushing burden of defeat. The familiar scent of home and family offers little comfort, as the ache within me grows with each step.Until now, I hadn't grasped the depth of great sadness. The hunt, once fueled by determination and hope, has yielded nothing. No sign of Jasmine, no hint of Denzel's whereabouts. The abyss of uncertainty gapes wider, threatening to consume me.As I enter the pack house, my gaze falls upon Enora and Ezra, their hushed conversation halted by my arrival. Their eyes, attuned to my emotions, widen in concern.Ezra, one of our pack's strongest members and a trusted ally had opted to remain behind, watching over Enora and our children while I pursued the hunt. His presence provides a sense of security, allowing me to focus on the search.Now, as Enora and Ezra take in my worn, defeated appearance, they sense the outcome without needing words. Their expressions mirror my despair."
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back Chapter one hundred & Thirty four
JASMINE.-I'm so cold, my body numb and trembling. Hunger pangs gnaw at my stomach, and my throat feels parched, desperate for a drop of water. The night is wearing on, and I've lost all sense of direction.The convenience store manager's words echo in my mind: "You're miles away from Maple." The reality hits me like a ton of bricks. I'm stranded, alone, and scared.This place is unfamiliar, its streets twisting and turning in ways that make no sense. I don't know how to navigate these dark alleys and deserted roads.Fear creeps in as the streetlights cast long, ominous shadows. Every sound makes me jump – the rustling of leaves, the distant hum of a car, the creaking of trees.Denzel's face flashes in my mind, his cruel smile etched in my memory. He's a monster for bringing me here, for tearing me away from Maple and everyone I love.My hand instinctively goes to the cut on my chest, the pain still throbbing. Infection is a constant fear, and without Lira's healing touch, recovery w
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back Chapter One hundred & Thirty three
—HADES.-Denzel's minion leads us to the outskirts, just as he promised. But I should've known better. The guy's a total liar. This is a setup, a trap.Denzel's goons are waiting in the warehouse, ready to pounce the moment we step foot inside.But I'm on it. I brought my pack here to track down Jasmine, not to get caught up in Denzel's twisted game.As their alpha, I prioritize their safety. "Fall back!" I yell.My wolves obey instantly, falling back as I unleash the full fury of my inner beast. Adrenaline surges through my veins, fueling my fight response. I become a whirlwind of teeth and claws, taking down Denzel's wolves with swift and deadly precision.With each swift kick, I send opponents crashing to the ground. My bites are targeted and merciless, crushing bone and sinew. My claws slice through fur and flesh, leaving ravaged bodies in my wake.These amateur wolves, thinking they could take me down? It's almost laughable. My strength surpasses theirs by a landslide, honed fro
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back Chapter One Hundred & Thirty Two
—JASMINE-“You’ve fucked me up” Denzel begins.“Now come closer”I move closer to Denzel, my body betraying my will. His hand reaches out to claim me, his touch looming like a dark specter. The night air thickens, cold and oppressive, as if conspiring against me.Alison seethes behind me, her rage palpable. "Stop this madness, Denzel!"Denzel's smirk twists into a snarl. "Shut up, you filthy traitor. I'll deal with you when I'm done with her.""Traitor, says the traitor himself!" Alison spits, her voice venomous.Hunter joins the chorus of outrage. "You deceived us!"Denzel's laughter sends shivers down my spine. "I didn't deceive you. You're both just blind fools. It would've been nicer to claim one of your bodies."His words drip with malevolence, and I feel a surge of revulsion.I turn to face Alison, our eyes locking in a silent understanding. She wore the cursed necklace around my neck; she could free me.Alison's gaze flashes with recognition, and I turn back to Denzel."Now le
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back Chapter one hundred & Thirty one
—JASMINE-I want to die.Seriously it feels like the only safer option I have.My body is cold and I feel like I’ll pass out any minute from now.I need warmth.My body has been naked for hours.After devouring the bloody soup, Denzel rises to his feet, his movements eerily robust considering his previous frailty. He strides towards me, his gaze burning with malevolence.I attempt to retreat, but Hunter's grip remains unyielding. "You almost escaped," he growls, his breath hot against my ear. "Not this time."Tears prick at the corners of my eyes, but I force them back, sniffing away the emotion.Denzel summons the old lady who has been feeding him like a creep, his voice dripping with impatience. "Ophelia, bring out the pendant. I'll do it, either way."Ophelia's wrinkled hands tremble as she produces the pendant from a hidden compartment. Her voice quavers with a warning. "It's against the rules, Denzel. You cannot use her until you bed her."Denzel's response is explosive. "I
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back Chapter One hundred & Thirty
Trigger warning: This chapter contains some repulsive content that some readers might find disturbing.—JASMINE contd.-I open my eyes, grogginess dissipating as I realize I've dozed off. But as I move my limbs, I'm surprised to find I'm no longer as weak as I thought I'd be. The brief sleep must have rejuvenated me, providing the energy boost I desperately needed.Panic sinks in, however, as I take in my surroundings. The bathroom. Memories of Denzel's assault and the black leeches come flooding back. My heart racing, I plunge my body forward, cupping my hands under the faucet to drink water. The cool liquid revives me, quenching my thirst and calming my frazzled nerves.As I drink, I feel my vitality returning. My senses sharpen, and my thoughts clear. I'm alive, and that realization spurs determination within me. I must escape, no matter what.With renewed resolve, I straighten up, water dripping from my chin. My gaze falls upon the bathtub, where the black leeches lie motionle
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back Chapter One hundred & Twenty Nine
—JASMINE contd.—I shut my eyes, desperate to escape the nightmare unfolding before me. My mind races to happier memories, visions of my children's smiling faces, their laughter, and warm embraces. I cling to these thoughts, trying to distract myself from the horror of Denzel's rippled, decaying flesh touching my body.But even those cherished memories can't block out reality. Denzel's cold, clammy fingers probed my skin, digging deeper into my core, seeking to awaken an arousal that's impossible to give. My body recoils, repelled by his touch.I shut my eyes even tighter, willing myself to escape, to find solace in the depths of my own mind. I reach for Lira, my wolf. But she's still trapped, locked away and I’ve come to realize that it’s because of the black liquid they forced down my throat.That poisonous brew, designed to suppress my true nature, to sever my connection to Hades and my inner wolf. Tears fall drastically from my eyes as the realization hits me. They manipulate
