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My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back Chapter one hundred & Twenty one
—JASMINE -As the dusty air begins to settle, the chaos subsides, revealing the devastation. Brick walls, once standing tall, now lie in ruins. Denzel emerges from the rubble, his rugged frame dust-covered, his eyes locked onto mine.He did this! He cradles Azrael in one arm, my child's tiny chest rising and falling with each gentle breath. Beside him stands a hulking woman, her imposing physique present, even under the layers of tattered clothing. Her meaty hand envelops Astria, wrapped in filthy rags.My instincts erupt like the wind, urging me to protect my babies. A primal roar builds in my throat as I charge towards Denzel, ready to tear him apart. My vision blurs with rage, my muscles coiled for the attack.Just as I'm about to lunge, Hades grasps me from behind, his iron-like grip restraining me. "No!" he growls, his voice low and urgent. "Wait!"I struggle against his hold, my eyes fixed on Denzel and the woman, my mind racing with worst-case scenarios. "Let me go!" I sn
My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back Chapter one hundred & Twenty Two
JASMINE—-"You will not dare to speak that name in my presence," Denzel growls, his eyes blazing with fury. His face twists into a menacing scowl, and his voice drops to a low, ominous tone.I scoff, rolling my eyes. "What do you think this is? Your sanctuary?" I challenge, my voice dripping with sarcasm.Hades swiftly intervenes, grasping my hand in a firm but gentle grip. He shakes his head, his eyes pleading with me to back down.But I'm beyond reason. Denzel's arrogance is infuriating, and I can't resist pushing his buttons."Come on, Denzel," I taunt. "You think you own this place?"Denzel's face purples with rage. "It's not my sanctuary to be precise," he snarls, "but it will be in a very short amount of time."The room falls silent, with all eyes on our tense standoff. Denzel's gaze sweeps the room, his eyes lingering on the cowering guests huddled in the corner.I follow his gaze and catch his sly grin. It's a fleeting moment, but I see the calculation in his eyes. He's enjoy
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
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