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My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back Chapter one hundred & twenty three
—JASMINE.-"You just made a grave mistake," Denzel growls, his eyes blazing with fury."I'm the one holding a claw over your throat; be wise," Hades warns, his voice dripping with menace.With a swift motion, Hades shoves his finger into Denzel's neck. The claw penetrates the skin, but surprisingly, there's no blood, no reaction.It's as if Hades has stabbed a lifeless doll, a hollow shell.Hades doesn't seem shocked; instead, he adapts quickly.He withdraws his claw and grabs Denzel by the neck, squeezing with supernatural strength.Denzel's voice sounds hoarse, but his words remain defiant."Bold of you to assume your little trick you should perform for your kids would end me," Denzel scoffs.His eyes flash with amusement."That's because you're already dead; you've been dead a long time ago," Ezra declares.His voice echoes through the space, commanding attention.Ezra steps forward, positioning himself me and in front of Denzel l.He faces Denzel, his gaze piercing."You see, Den
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back Chapter one hundred & Twenty four
—JASMINE."I am ready to move, now," I say, adjusting the dress I had just thrown over my head down to my body to cover my legs. "The kids are safe with Enora, but we can't waste time getting to them," Ezra announce.I burst out of the cramped shed, the cool night air slapping me in the face. The full moon hangs low, casting an eerie glow over the deserted streets and making me feel like I haven’t done enough. "Hades had a bad feeling about tonight, right?" I ask Ezra, my voice low and urgent. "He's been prepping for this night after getting warnings from Denzel” Ezra replied“Well Denzel isn’t human to be precise and I just hope Hades—“Hades will be fine, come on we have to leave” Ezra presses.We exchange a curt nod, and I fall into step beside him, our pack members shadowing us from a distance.The sounds of chaos escalate – snarls, screams, and the sickening crunch of bone on the pavement. My senses go into overdrive, my werewolf instincts on high alert.As we sprint through
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back Chapter one hundred & Twenty five
JASMINE-*Alison's voice drips with sarcasm as she begins, "Never thought we'd end up like this." She takes a deliberate step forward, her blonde hair bouncing with each movement. Her tired eyes betray her otherwise composed demeanor, but I know she'll never let that weakness show.She's here to taunt me, to revel in my captivity. I refuse to give her the satisfaction of a response, instead letting out a dismissive scoff."I never thought seeing you here would give me so much joy," Alison continues, her voice laced with false enthusiasm. But I see right through her. She's bluffing.I rattle the chains binding my hands against the bed frame, the sudden clatter making Alison flinch. She jumps back, her composure momentarily shattered. I laugh, the sound echoing through the room.Alison's expression twists into a snarl. "Shut up!" she spits.But I won't be silenced. "For a captor, you have no balls," I say, my voice steady. "You're shaking in your boots."Alison's eyes flash with anger,
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back Chapter one hundred & Twenty six
—HADES.-I close my eyes, shutting out the world as I focus on the primal energy coursing through my veins.My wolf stirs, responding to my desperation, as I tap into our bond for what feels like the hundredth time, reaching out to Jasmine."Jasmine, please answer me," I whisper, my plea barely audible even to myself, a plea from the depths of my soul.But the silence is deafening.Two agonizing days have passed since Denzel's minions took her from me. Two days of endless searching, of scouring the lands, of questioning anyone who might know something.My mind is numb, my body exhausted. I've pushed myself to the limit, barely sleeping or eating. My pack is worried that another attack might take place and a lot of them have fled the Silvermist, but I won't rest until Jasmine is back by my side.Every call to her feels futile, like shouting into a void. I strain to sense even a whisper of her presence, but there's nothing.Panic claws at my chest, threatening to consume me. What if
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back Chapter One Hundred & Twenty Seven
—JASMINE.-I open my eyes, and darkness envelops me, suffocating. Panic sets in, my mind racing with the terrifying thought that I've gone blind. But slowly, light seeps in, followed by colors, and I become aware of my ragged breathing. I realize I've been holding my breath for what feels like an eternity.As my vision clears, I open my eyes properly, and my gaze falls upon movement. My body is being carried, cradled in someone's arms. I try to lift my head, but a wave of exhaustion washes over me.The woman carrying me is imposing, tall, and athletic, with breasts that feel like hardened muscle against my cheek. I attempt to move, to struggle, but my body betrays me, lacking even the slightest hint of strength.I'm trapped, helpless, and at her mercy.Despite my vulnerability, the fact that women are still tending to me offers a glimmer of hope. Denzel must still retain some semblance of sanity, some shred of humanity.My thoughts are interrupted as the woman gently places me into a
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back Chapter one Hundred & Twenty Eight
WARNING: This chapter contains some disgusting moments that readers might find disturbing.—JASMINE.-*Carried back like a frail and sick child to the room I was taken away from before, I feel utterly helpless. The big woman lays me on the bed, now clean and free from the stench of blood, but instead adorned with rose petals, their delicate beauty a stark contrast to my own vulnerability.As I lay down, I notice my body has grown extra weak, as if my very life force is ebbing away. My limbs feel heavy and unresponsive, and I struggle to move, but even the slightest effort exhausts me. It's as if I'm trapped in my own body, paralyzed by some unseen force.Tears prick at the corners of my eyes, and I hate this. I hate being weak, hate being helpless. I can still move my body, yes, but getting up, speaking, walking, or talking seems impossible.More oils are poured onto my body, the scent overwhelming, before the maids finally leave me alone, lying naked and lifeless on the bed. The sil
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
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
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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
