Chapter Fifty

Jasmine’s POV

I woke around Noon the next day feeling very well rested.

I immediately caught the scent of my mate and knew it had not been too long since he had left the room.

For a moment, I wondered how I could have known that before the memories of the night flooded my mind.

I had finally gotten my wolf.

I was no longer the werewolf without a wolf.

I would no longer be considered weak or unworthy to stand beside my mate as his Luna.

Tears gathered in my eyes as I thought of how my parents would react to the news of me finally getting my wolf.

I thought to call her but remembered that I had yet to choose a name for her.

‘How do you feel?’ I heard her calm voice in my head and smiled, knowing she had read my mind.

‘Strong’, I told her honestly, a wide smile appearing on my lips.

I got off my bed and made my way to my closet to search for clothes and a towel.

‘What are you doing?’ I heard her ask as I made my way towards the door rather than to the washroom.

‘I thought it would be nice to go for a swim’, I told her. ‘It is usually empty at this time of the day’.

I felt her nod in agreement.

‘I would like to go running sometime’, she said.

‘We can go running with our mate after the evening meal’, I told her and felt her excitement.

‘What is he like?’ She asked. ‘Our mate’.

I was already on the path leading to the stream and her question brought an unconscious smile to my lips.

‘He is strong and powerful’, I told her. ‘He is very protective. He is a good werewolf and a wonderful Alpha. And he cares about us very much’, I told her and felt her happiness at my words.

‘We are lucky to have him’, she said as we arrived at the stream.

‘We are’, I agreed and made my way towards my usual part of the stream that was hidden from view. The same place I had been attacked not too long ago.

‘Who would dare?!’ I heard her ask angrily as the memory of that day came to mind.

‘Do not worry yourself’, I told her. ‘We will never have to worry about her ever again’.

I felt her calm down at the news before I stripped off my clothes and entered into the water.

I swam peacefully for a while, getting to know my wolf better before I finally went back to the house.

Since it seemed like no one else was home, I made myself a simple breakfast before heading to the pack house to see my mate.

I could smell his intoxicating scent even before I made it to the pack house.

When I opened the door to his study and entered, it was to see him busy going through papers behind his desk.

Knowing he had already caught my scent, I simply made my way over to him and went around his desk to sit in his lap before wrapping my arms around his neck.

He immediately buried his face in my neck to kiss the part that bore his mark before pulling away to take my lips in a heated kiss.

By the time we pulled away, I was breathless and my lips were swollen.

‘Our mate is so perfect’, I heard my wolf say in a dazed tone that made me laugh.

Regan arched an eyebrow in question, amusement shining in his eyes.

“My wolf thinks you are perfect”, I told him with a smile.

He broke into a breathtaking smile before it slowly faded.

I suddenly had a feeling of worry slip into me.

‘What is that?’ I asked my wolf.

‘That’s not our emotion’, she told me. ‘It is his’.

But when I looked closely at him, he looked away before speaking again.

“Well, I am glad your wolf thinks so highly of me”, he said, attempting to sound fine.

I simply stared at him, not saying anything at all.

“What is the matter?” I asked when he would not say anything and refused to meet my eyes.

He shook his head.

“Nothing”, he said, still looking away.

“And yet you will not meet my eyes”, I said. “And I can feel how worried you are”.

At my words, he looked back at me, surprise and delight in his eyes that I instantly felt.

“You can feel my emotions?” He asked.

I nodded. “So you may as well tell me what is troubling you”, I told him.

He hesitated for a moment before looking back at me.

“Tell me, Love”, he said. “What do you remember of your childhood?” He asked. “Your parents in particular”,

I frowned at the topic of conversation.

What did my parents or childhood have to do with the reason for his worry?

“I don’t remember much about them”, I told him honestly. “I believe I have told you that before”, I said.

He nodded and was quiet for a while before speaking again.

“I believe there is something you should know about”, he said.

“What is it?” I asked, growing concerned at the serious tone of his voice.

“I’m afraid I do not have all the answers”, he said. “But I am sure Nana will tell you all she knows”.

I frowned in confusion at his words but before I could ask anything, he had gently lifted me out of his lap and put me on my feet. Standing up as well, he grabbed my hand and began to lead me out of his study.

He led the way to Nana’s healing house and led us to Nana’s private medicine room, where Nana was already seated with Lena, both heads bent over what seemed to be a scroll.

They looked up at our entrance and I immediately noticed the troubled look on Lena’s face.

However, before I could ask her what the matter was, my mate spoke from beside me, leading me to a chair and gently pushing me to sit.

“Tell her everything”, he said, looking at Nana. “And do not leave anything out”, he said firmly.

Nana, taking note of his serious expression simply nodded and turned to face me.

“I am sure you are confused about all this”, she said, rising from her seat beside Lena to move over to me and take a seat on the chair in front of me.

She took my hand in her familiar gentle hold before speaking again.

“There are things I have not told you about”, she said. “And I hope you will forgive me for keeping them from you all this time”, she said, pausing to take a deep breath before continuing.

“When you first came to us, I noticed your birthmark”, she said. “There was something strangely familiar about it and I know you must have noticed me staring sometimes”, she said and I nodded, recalling those times.

“It turned out that your birthmark looked familiar because I had seen it in one of my spell books”, she said and I frowned in confusion.

She smiled meaningfully. “I know you have never asked”, she said. “But I am sure that you must have an idea of what I am”, she said and I looked down at our hands.

“I do not care that you are a witch Nana”, I told her honestly.

Her hand came up and lifted my chin to bring my eyes back to hers.

“A half-witch, my dear”, she corrected with a gentle smile. “And I know you do not care about what I am”, she said before withdrawing her hand and continuing with the story. “I found out that your birthmark was a spell. At first I thought it was just a containment spell but it turns out that it was a concealment spell as well”, she said and I was completely lost as to what she was talking about.

Probably seeing it on my face, she explained.

“I believe someone put a spell on you when you were younger to contain your wolf. That was the reason you could not have access to your wolf”, she said and I froze in shock.

She carried on. “At first I thought it was to harm you but I later discovered that whoever had put the spell on you had been trying to protect you”, she said.

“I-I”, I could not help but stammer in confusion. “I do not understand”, I told her.

She squeezed my hand in hers. “It seems that someone put a spell on you. Two I believe. One to contain your wolf from surfacing and the other to conceal the markings on your wolf that finally appeared after you shifted”, she said. “I believe the person made sure the only way to break the spell was you completing the mating ritual and being marked. That way whoever had put the spell on you in the first place ensured that you had someone who was bound to protect you”.

Her words floated around my mind as I tried to understand them.

“But why would anyone put a spell on me?” I asked, voicing out my thoughts.

“Like I said, to protect you, my dear”, she said.

“Protect me from what?” I asked. “I do not understand!”

Probably sensing the whirlwind of emotions I was experiencing, Regan made his way over to me and pulled me into his arms.

As I inhaled his scent, I felt myself calm down.

Probably feeling that I was calmer, he pulled away but stayed close and kept a hand on my shoulder.

“Your wolf is a pure white wolf”, she said and I looked at her expectantly, waiting for her to continue. “It has been said that pure white wolves were direct descendants of the Moon Goddess herself and are of the Royal bloodline. A bloodline that has been extinct for over a century now”, she said.

I looked from her to Regan and Lena before looking back at her.

“You do not seriously believe that, do you?” I asked but the expressions on their faces told me that they did.

“I am not Royalty”, I said when no one responded.

“But you do not know that”, Nana said. “It is too much of a coincidence, my dear”, she said. “I believe that someone was aware that you are of the Royal bloodline and tried to protect you by keeping your wolf hidden until you found someone who could protect you, your mate”, she said.

I shook my head in disbelief.

“Nana, you cannot possibly believe that I am of Royal blood”, I said.

“I’m afraid I have no choice but to believe”, she said. “There is too much of the hand of fate for it to be a coincidence”, she said firmly.

“But even if it is true, which I doubt, why is it such a bad thing?” I asked. “Why did someone have to go through so much effort to protect me?” I asked.

“Because if you are of the Royal bloodline, then it means you are in danger”, she said and I felt fear at her words.

Regan’s hand on my shoulder gave a comforting squeeze.

“There is a reason the Royal bloodline was believed to have ended over a century ago”, she said. “It is because they were wiped out by a powerful enemy”, she said sending shivers down my spine. “And if you are part of the Royal bloodline, it means that it is only a matter of time before that enemy hears of your existence and comes for you”.

My heart skipped a beat and fear took hold of me at her words.

Regan’s arms came around me again.

“But first”, she said. “We must be certain”. Seeing’s my state, she simply went on. “Luke has been sent to bring someone that will confirm if the markings on your wolf is truly that of the Royal bloodline or not”, she said and released my hand to stand to her feet.

She moved towards the table before stopping and looking back at me.

“Until then, we wait”.