—JASMINE I’ve been stuck under the covers by his side like glue since my bicker with Alison, her crocodile tears still fresh in my mind. Hades has kept me captive, refusing to let me budge an inch.His threat still hangs over me like a dark cloud.I am his and even if I am to die, I’ll die by his hand?The words still make me shudder.The silence between us is oppressive, and it makes my skin crawl.I want to leave this room. But I can’t, not until he agrees to do so.“Stop staring at me and go to bed.. it’s late already, or are you planning to escape me this time?” His voice seethes.“I want to sleep in my own room, on my own bed” I mumble, making a big shift.“I know you’re thinking of nothing but an escape plan”“I’m not. I just want—“You’re staying here tonight. “ His dominating voice covers mine. “And that is final”He gets close to me and brushes the strands of hair that covers my face.“And besides. We’re married, couples share the same fuckin bed” He’s talking about marri
—JASMINE Hades sits beside me and dispatches an omega to fetch ointment for my injured wound. The omega swiftly returns, and Hades tends to my wound, cleaning it with a cloth before applying the ointment with precision.“Next time when I tell you to remain by my side, you listen to me. You know how much I hate dumb women” he snarlsI swallow hard, remaining silent, and observe him intently as he tends to my wound. His words may be harsh and unsettling, but they contradict the gentle care with which he applies the ointment, his touch surprisingly soft and considerate.As he continues to tend to my wound, my tension subsides, and I feel a sense of relief wash over me. I know somewhere in there he still cares about me.He gently lifts my leg and props it up, his focus on applying more ointment, his care and attention sparking a sense of solace in me.Now, I don't regret my decision to save the child, even though it meant getting hurt. It was all worth it, because in the end, I get to be
—JASMINE Hades’ voice causes, both Wayne and I to flinch.Hades’ presence is always an aura of either dominance or violence. And this time around it is the two of them with a pinch of livid touch to the brim of it.“I just asked! What the bloody hell is going on here?” He rages.Wayne immediately rushes the bandage to cover my wound before getting on his feet, and standing beside me.“ Alpha Hades, I was only trying to help Luna Jasm—Wayne find his entire body pushed and tossed to the ground before he can finish his words.I gasp.“Get away from my wife you pig!” Hades spits.I get on my feet and step in front of Wayne before Hades’ can try and harm him in an unthinkable way again.“Hades stop, please!” I spread out my hands to entirely block his path.“Wayne was truly only helping me to stop my bleeding with—“Be quiet!” Hades hisses. “I do not need any explanation from a shameless and brazen woman like you! You know nothing!” He growls.“What?” My chest tightens.“You heard me!” H
—JASMINE I wake up the hour the Sun has set. I’ve simply lost track of time. My body is exhausted and my limbs are sore, especially in between my legs. Under my feet feels like a nightmare and I feel empty on the inside. I gently sit up and the memory of yesterday with Hades and I seeps into me. I am tired. I honestly never want to relive that moment again. It hurts so bad and this is the second time it is happening to me I really want to be done with this marriage and everything in it The door to my room echoes Enora’s familiar knock, before she opens the door and walks in with a tray of water. “Luna, Jasmine” her voice is soft and gentle, as she sits at the edge of my bed and carefully hands me the warm water. “How do you feel?” She asks I just breathe out a tired sigh, and taking a sip out of the water “Luna Jasmine?” She calls gently again. “You’ve slept for an entire day, I don’t think it’s healthy to keep staying in bed. You’re isolating yourself.” I am too exhaust
—HADES I gently scoop up Alison and cradle her in my hand, carefully walking her away from the pool and back into the house. Her violent trembling is deeply concerning and fills me with worry. Jasmine! Such an irresponsible being and always putting Alison in harm, taking out her frustrations on this innocent woman.“I’m cold” Alison shivers, clutching her arms around her body tighter and walking into the shade of mine.“It’s okay” I say coolly as I finally make it into the house.“Get us a towel immediately!” I thunder the instant we step inside, my voice echoing through the hallway as I swiftly scan the room, my eyes locking onto the startled faces of the servants. "Now!" I emphasize, my urgency prompting them to spring into action, their footsteps hurrying across the floor as they scramble to fetch a towel with all due haste.Enora is the first to approach us with a towel and I immediately place the towel over Alison’s body before taking her to the guest room.“It’s okay now, y
—JASMINE I wake up to meet Maple hospital’s white ceiling above my eyes, and as I slowly sit up,I glance down at my hands, noticing they're covered in band-aids and a bandage wraps around my injured foot. An IV tube trails from my hand, connecting me to a fluid bag suspended above. I wince at how sore my body feels and go on to lie down on my back again.I recall last night and release a heavy sigh.I’m glad my injuries are being treated. If Wayne hadn’t shown up it would’ve been worse for me.I’d rather be here than go back home.I don’t want anything to do with Alison and her two-faced ways.I lay on the bed in silence until a soft knock on the ward room door breaks the silence, and I slowly sit up, my heart beating slightly faster. My mind races with possibilities - who could it be? Hades? I can't shake the thought of him from my mind. With a mix of anticipation and trepidation, I fix my gaze on the door as it creaks open, my eyes straining to see who's on the other side.
—JASMINEI'm shocked and reeling from the unexpected slap from Hades. I feel my heart shattering into tiny pieces as a tingling sound passes through my body. His handprint stings on my cheek, a painful reminder of his capacity for cruelty. My body trembles with adrenaline and fear, my stomach churning with a sickening sense of vulnerability. The fact that he's crossed this line leaves me questioning what else he's capable of.Wayne suddenly rushes up to me, and his eyes expands in shock.“Luna jasmine are you okay?” He rushes his words and action as his hands try to settle on my face.I don’t say a word because I'm still reeling from the smack and shock.“Get the fuck away from her!” Circenn yells aggressively.“She’s my wife, my mate, my Luna. I can do whatever I want with her and it’ll be none of your fuckin business! Everything about her is mine” “How can it not be my business, she’s hurting” Wayne sounds hurt.I gulp.“It’s none of your business” Hades Hisses.“How can it not
—JASMINE I'm pregnant?The two words echo in my mind like a mantra, triggering a whirlwind of emotions that leave me reeling. Shock, fear, excitement, anxiety, joy, and uncertainty all swirl together in a dizzying dance, making it impossible to grasp any feeling. My mind races with questions and doubts, as if the ground beneath me has shifted.I look at Hades and he looks grim.A bitter expression that squashes all my emotions.I gently sit up and look around the ward room. So the only reason for my extreme exhaustion was because I was pregnant?I turn to Hades and his sharp voice takes over the ward.“And who is the father of your child?” He asks.I shake my head.“Even a non living thing can tell I can only be pregnant for you Hades”He lets out a disdainful snort, his eyes narrowing as he sits down across from me, his gaze fixed on mine with a mixture of skepticism and accusation. The air is thick with tension, his body language screaming distrust, making me feel like a sus
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
—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
—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."
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
—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
—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
—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
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
—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