Jasmine’s POV
In all my life, I had never seen such a sight. Lena’s words suddenly came to mind as I stood frozen in fear at the creature before me. Creature was the best word to describe him. A terrifying creature from nightmares. Lena had not been exaggerating when she had described him as terrifying. Rage, I remembered her saying, was his name. I had no idea how I knew it was him. Yet there was something inside of me that was left without a doubt that the terrifying creature that stood before me was the scary Alpha’s wolf. He was bigger than any wolf I had seen or even imagined. His fur was black as night with not one spot of color, and from the look of him alone you could just tell how dangerous he was. But what made the blood freeze in my veins, more than his form, were his eyes. His blood red eyes. Those eyes watched me, as if being able to see into my soul and predict my next move. It dared me to run in fear knowing that it would make no difference. It would still kill me if it wanted to. And it was for that very reason - or perhaps fear had made me take leave of me senses- that I did the exact opposite of that. Rather than try to run away in fear like every instinct and every part of my being urged to do, I slowly dropped my basket of herbs and took a step forward. Since it would make no difference, nothing I did would matter anyway. Even as I took a step forward, he watched me intently, remaining in place. I took that as a good sign and took another step forward before slowly lowering myself to sit on the floor. I didn’t know what possessed me to act like that but since I was still breathing, I was not about to question it. His eyes took on a hint of curiosity and he tilted his head slightly, still in place. Just that little move had my heart thundering in fear but I decided to distract myself from it by doing the most foolish thing I could possibly do in that moment. I began to speak, or rather, stutter. “Y-y-you a-are R-r-rage, are y-you n-not?” I foolishly asked the terrifying creature as if it would reply. Since I knew it was not going to reply -not that I would understand if he did since I didn’t have a wolf- I continued my one sided conversation. “I-I have h-heard many things a-about y-you”, I said, shifting my eyes away from him to look to the ground and begin pulling out random grasses from it. “They s-say you are the m-most powerful wolf in the E-east”, I told him. “I always wondered what you would l-look like to be able t-to cause such f-fear in everyone”, I said, feeling my heart almost return to it’s regular beat. “N-nothing I would have imagined, would have done you justice. You are terrifying yet m-magnificent”, I said truthfully. I must have said something to anger him because he suddenly began to move towards me, gradually closing the gap between us. I immediately shut my eyes and held my breath as I waited for my death. After finally finding happiness in this pack, I was very sad to go like that. As I waited for him to bite my head off, I stiffened is fear when I suddenly felt the hot air of his breath before feeling something wet on the area of my neck. It took me a moment to realize that he was sniffing me and I remained frozen, not daring to open my eyes until I felt him withdraw. I opened my eyes slowly to see him laying on his paws in front of me. Up close, he was even more terrifying. His eyes watched me for a while before slowly bringing his head forward. I shut my eyes in fear and froze again. Perhaps he did not see the need to rush his meal since I was not putting up any fight. I felt a heavy weight come to rest on my legs and thighs as I sat. So he had clearly decided to start from my legs and work his way up. I waited for the feel of sharp teeth and pain but it never came, yet the weight was still pressing down on my legs. I slowly opened my eyes again. And the sight that greeted me was enough to stop my heart from beating and instantly kill me. Laying there with his huge head on my legs was the terrifying creature. His eyes were shut and he looked to be taking a nap - on my legs. Never had I imagined that this would happen. Perhaps the scary Alpha had recognized me after all. He had probably told his wolf not to eat me since it might upset Lena and Nana. I stayed completely still as he napped, not daring to move a muscle before he changed his mind. While trying to withdraw my hands from under his weight, I accidentally brushed across his fur and he gave a growl that sounded suspiciously like he was purring. One of these blood red eyes opened almost lazily and he fixed me with a look. “S-s-sorry”, I apologized immediately but the look did not change. Instead, he brought up a big pur and rubbed it across his head then fixed me with the same look. There was no way he meant that he wanted a rub, the terrifying creature was not a pet. But he couldn’t to fix me with that same look and was begging to look impatient. I decided then that giving him a rub was so much better than getting killed by him. So I slowly brought a trembling hand to his huge head and began to slowly pet him. He shut his eye and resumed his previous position, purring every once in a while. Upon contact, I noticed that his fur was so soft. And before I knew it, I had unconsciously started to run my hands through it. He seemed to like to because he gave another purr of satisfaction, slightly moving his head to nuzzle closer. I slightly tensed up but continued to do so, somehow enjoying the softness of his fur. I began to wonder if anyone knew that the terrifying wolf enjoyed being petted. Unconsciously, I smiled at the thought. As time went by, my legs had gotten numb from the weight of his head. As if he read my mind, he suddenly lifted his head and moved away to stand before walking towards a particularly big tree. He went behind if before I suddenly began to hear the cracking of bones. Finally realizing that he was shifting, I turned me head away and looked in the opposite direction as I began to massage my numb legs. I tried moving them unsuccessfully and tried massaging them more. I heard the crunch of leaves as the sound of footsteps came closer before coming to a stop in front of me. I looked down at the bare feet before me then slowly made my way up to meet the frowning face of the scary Alpha. I briefly wondered what I had done wrong to cause that frown on his face before remembering that he always frowned whenever he saw me. Surprisingly, he stretched out a hand for me to take without saying a word. After realizing that he meant to help me, I took the hand he offered and he pulled me to my feet as if I weighed nothing. Since my legs had not fully recover from their numb state, it did not surprise me when they could not hold my weight and gave out from under me. Expecting to fall, I was surprised again when he caught me with an arm around my waist and pulled me to him chest. I gasped at the feel of his hot chest as my body make contact with his. Since his shirt was big and loose, it left a good part of his chest exposed and my cheek was pressed against it. I felt him stiffen and tried to pull away but he held me in place and sent a warning glare down at me. As I looked up at him, I couldn’t help but notice the difference between the color of his eyes and that of his wolf. While Rage’s eyes were blood red, his eyes were a brown so dark that anyone could mistake it for black - like I had done until now. His hair however, reminded me of Rage. Like his wolf’s fur, his hair was black as night and long enough that it brushed his shoulders. Shorter strands fell forward, down past his forehead and over his eyes to give him that intimidating look. His nose was straight and gave an air of arrogance to his already intimidating face while his defined jawline, dimpled chin and full lips completed his terrifyingly handsome face. If he wasn’t glaring down at me from those eyes with thick eyebrows above them, I would have thought him the most handsome man I had ever met. Noticing his glared made me notice the thick, long lashes that framed them and I unconsciously pouted in jealousy. Something in his eyes changed and they fell lower to look at my pouting lips. Realizing myself quickly, I immediately fixed my lips, sucking the bottom one into my mouth instead and looking away from his gaze. When he remained in place, still holding me to himself like I weighed nothing, I looked back up at him to see him watching me. On meeting his eyes, whatever expression on his face was instantly replaced by his usual glare and, still not saying a word, he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. I gasped in surprise at the sudden movement, speechless for a moment as I hung upside down and he began to make his way out of the woods. “Wait!” I called, suddenly remembering the reason I had come to the woods in the first place as I caught sight of the basket of herbs. “Nana needs those herbs for Lena!” I called and he stopped abruptly. I noticed how tense he had become and waited for him to ask what had happened to Lena. He did not. Rather, he bent down a little to pick up the basket of herbs before resuming his walk. With me still hung upside down from his shoulder, he made his way towards the pack house and gave the basket of herbs to a random she-wolf, telling her to take it to Nana at the healing house, before turning around and making his way towards our cabin. Rather, his cabin. I had found out that the cabin I had been staying was the Alpha’s home. He stayed there alongside his family and trusted warriors. Once we approached the cabin, he made his way inside, taking turns and walking down hallways and past doors before coming to a stop at one and pushing the door open. He entered the room I soon recognized as mine dropped me onto my bed. I immediately sat up when he did not turn around to leave but instead stood there glaring at me. I knew better than to speak when he had that look on his face. So I waited for him to say what he was thinking. “Are you a fool?” He finally asked after glaring at me for a while. I looked up at him, surprised and confused by the question. Still, I kept mute. “Did it never cross your mind that you could have been killed?” He asked, his voice low and angry. “Respectfully, Alpha”, I spoke up since he was asking questions. “As you can see, I am not hurt”, I told him. “Because the Moon Goddess took pity on your foolish soul and held Rage back, by some miracle!” He snapped. “Do you realize how foolish it was to see a dangerous and decide to sit instead of running away? You could have been killed!” “I would have been killed either way!” I heard myself snap back. The spirit that had possessed me to sit before a killer wolf must have still been in me because I continued. “Even if I had run, I would have still been killed”, I said. “But I am here, alive and unhurt”, I said and brought my eyes to his surprised ones. “He did not hurt me”, I said, my voice coming out just above a whisper. As the surprise at my response left his eyes, he made his way to where I sat on the bed and leaned down so we were face to face. “For some reason, he decided to let you live”, he told me, his own voice just above a whisper as well. “If he had not, you would be dead”, he said and I grew cold at the ice that crept into his voice. He waited for his words to sink in before delivering the final blow. “And there is nothing I could have done about it”, he said the moved away from me and walked out of my room, slamming my door shut behind him and leaving me trembling with one thought. I could have died.Regan’s POV If I had been avoiding Jasmine before, now I was completely ignoring her existence. And with good reason. Ever since our encounter in the woods with Rage, I was determined to not be anywhere close to her. Not that I was complaining, but the fragile she-wolf had turned my killer wolf with a deadly reputation and terrible temperament into a purring pup. I had never seen Rage act that way before.He had always been wary of interacting and always kept to himself, only coming out when I wanted him to. Whenever he did come out, he left destruction in his wake. I had felt a little guilty about how I had spoken to her in her room the last time. But I needed her to understand the kind of danger she could have been in. Not that I thought Rage would hurt her now after he had acted like a needy pup. But what scared me more than anything was that during that time in the forest, I had had absolutely no control over Rage. He had never taken complete control before
Regan’s POV Luke had been right about two things. The first being that telling Nana the truth was the best way to win her over, and that gifts would make my apology more appealing. However, he had been wrong about Lena. She had not been impressed about me trying to win her forgiveness by getting her dresses and pearls. Perhaps Luke didn’t know his cousin as well as he thought. Or perhaps I had hurt her more than we had both thought. Unlike Nana who had wrapped me in a hug after I had made my apology, promised not to do it again and presented my gifts, Lena had simply shot me a glare cold enough to turn me to ice before walking away from me. I had promptly gone back to my advisor to report about my half-successful plan. After expressing his exaggerated surprise at being wrong, he had simply sprawled on the bed in his room -where I had come to seek him- and said. “Simply do exactly what you did to Nana”, he said. “They are disturbingly similar, after all”, he h
Chapter 15Jasmine’s POV I stared at the scary Alpha in surprise, not quite believing I had heard him right. He had resumed coming for supper at the pack’s dining hall and from the attention he had gotten on arrival, it was clear to see that his pack had missed him. It seemed that his misunderstanding with Nana had somehow been resolved since she had seated herself to his right, rather than at her usual place on the other end of the table, in the other head seat. Instead, while she took his usual place, Luke occupied her seat at the other head chair and engaged both me and Lena in conversation throughout the meal. While I was not seated right beside him, I was seated beside Lena who was to his right. I had been slightly surprised when he had turned his entire focus to both me and his cousin, hardly relating at all with the werewolves seated to his left. He had regaled us with tales from his journeys to different places, including his visits to the werewolves in the West.
Regan’s POV I had meant it when I said that I wanted an answer from her by breakfast the following day. Rage’s behavior had helped me prove my point. I still could not believe Rage had made us do that. I ran I hand through my hair in frustration on remembering what had happened. He had taken control and grabbed her into a hug despite my warning. However, what had surprised me more than Rage’s actions was her response to his high handedness. I had expected her to freeze up in fear but her reaction was the exact opposite. Instead of being scared, she had buried her small hands in my hair and I could have sworn that she had taken a good whiff of my scent. That was enough to snap me back into taking control from Rage. That was the second time I had held her in my arms, the first being that day in the woods. I had already understood that the intoxicating scent of blueberries and vanilla belonged to her and could even track it if I wanted to. I did not want to. Rag
Jasmine’s POV I rode on Luke’s wolf to get to the unknown destination. For some reason, I had hoped that whatever meeting I was to have with the terrifying wolf would be at the place of our last encounter which wasn’t so far from the pack house. My hope was dashed the further Rage led us into the woods. We were going fast, but even I knew that neither of them were going as fast as they normally would because of me. Not for the hundredth time, I wished I had a wolf like everyone else. They ran for a while before we broke into a serene clearing and came to a stop. It was so peaceful that it felt like time had suddenly come to a stop. Everything seemed to either stand still or move in slow motion. I immediately took a liking to the place. Luke laid down on his belly so I could climb off him and moved to a corner under a large tree to lay there and watch us. I knew his presence was for my safety. Just in case Rage lost it and tried to harm me. Though a part of me
Regan’s POV The idea to allow Rage spend time with Jasmine proved to be a huge success. Luke had accompanied us to what Jasmine had named Rage’s Sanctuary once more before returning to attend to his pack duties. This meant only I and Jasmine spent time alone in the Sanctuary - or to be more specific, Jasmine and Rage spent time together in the Sanctuary while I watched on. I couldn’t lie and say I didn’t enjoy watching her spend time with my wolf. However, the closer the two became, the more I realized just how lonely Rage must have been all these years. Around Jasmine, he was more or less a pup. A happy, excited pup. It was also clear to see that it was not only Rage who had grown very fond of the she-wolf, she in turn had grown very fond of him. It warmed my heart to see how excited she looked at the sight of him instead of the frightened look that had once been there. Their new found friendship influenced Rage positively. He no longer had his anger bursts or la
Jasmine’s POV I woke up that morning knowing something different had occurred. Since I usually rose with the Sun in order to spend some time with Lena before we both went down to help Nana prepare breakfast, it was unusual that Lena was the one waiting at my door when I opened it to make my way to her room. “We’re starting breakfast earlier than usual today”, she said as greeting and linked her arms through mine to lead me to prepare breakfast. However, rather than going into the kitchen in our cabin, she instead led me out of the cabin. “Where are we going?” I asked, confused. “To the pack house”, she said. “Nana mind linked me earlier. The warriors left to fight before dawn so we have to make breakfast for all of them, which also means we’ll be having breakfast at the pack house with the rest of the pack”, she said. I immediately became worried. “They went to Blackmoon”, I instantly concluded, knowing so without a doubt. “Probably”, she said, giving me a consoling
Jasmine’s POV Exactly five days after the warriors had returned from their attack on Blackmoon Pack, I woke up to yet another unusual day. However, unlike before, I knew exactly why the day was unusual. The previous day, Lena had told me that it was the day of the memorial. The memorial for the members of the Midnight Wolves pack that had died during the massacre. When she had told me about it, I had been unable to resist pulling her into a hug at the look of sorrow on her face. She had also explained that it was an important day to for their pack to mourn and remember their fallen members. So when I had finally made my way down to the kitchen without encountering anyone, I had not been the least surprised. It seemed even the weather was determined to carry the somber mood because it was unusually chilly. Hoping it would help, I made a hot cup of milk and decided to take it up to Lena. When I arrived in front of her room door, I hesitated before knocking softly t
Regan’s POV I spent the night in my study after leaving Lena and Jasmine in my room together. It was clear to see that what they both needed at the moment was each other so I let them be. When I went up later to check on them, I could hear them talking quietly from where I stood outside the room and figured I would just let Lena spend the night with my mate. After all, she had been the one to save her life. Ever since she had woken up from her unconsciousness at the healing house, I had found it impossible to ask her what had happened. Partly because I could clearly see that she did not wish to speak to me about it. That was why I was glad she had Lena. That they both had each other in fact. The second reason I had not asked was because a part of me did not want to know just how deeply I had failed her since I knew that it had been my fault she had gone to the stream in the first place. I had thrown a ridiculously jealous fit simply because she had teased me. She h
Jasmine’s POV The darkness that surrounded me was familiar. I knew for certain that I had, not for the first nor second time, passed out once again. However, this time was different. As I gained consciousness, the first thing I noticed was the pain in my head. It wasn’t so bad that it was unbearable, but it was quite easy to notice. I tried to observe if I could feel pain anywhere else on my body but other than the ache in my head, I felt completely fine. Slowly, I opened my eyes, blinking at the brightness from the windows that illuminated the room I laid in. I was in a strange room, although something about the room looked familiar. Slowly, I moved my head to the side to see that the room was indeed familiar. I was in one of the rooms in the healing house. I looked towards my other side to see my mate still asleep, holding onto my hand with both of his. A smile pulled at my lips as I watched his handsome face while he slept. It was my first time seeing hi
Regan’s POV I could hardly recall the times in my life that I felt fear. The one that stood out the most was the terrible memory I shared alongside my pack on the day of the massacre when I was younger. Ever since then, I could barely recall a time when I felt afraid. After all, I was Alpha. But the second I had heard Lena’s shaky voice mind link me and simply caught the words ‘Jasmine’ and ‘attacked’ in the same sentence, I had once again felt the icy hands of fear claw down my spine as they had only done once before. I had been on a run with Rage and had just settled down under the tree in his sanctuary when Lena had mind linked me. Since I was still in my wolf form, I ran as fast as could towards the pack house. As soon as I approached the clearing just outside the woods, I saw Luke already standing there with a small pile of clothes in his hands. He said nothing, his face completely devoid of emotion. Something I knew for certain did whenever he was worried. De
Jasmine’s POV When I woke up from my exhausted sleep, it was already dark outside. I felt sated and spent. Completely and utterly satisfied and unable to move due to how comfortable and exhausted I was. I turned to the other side of the bed to find it empty once again. Once again, I had woken up alone in our bed. However, I was too tired to think deeper on what that could mean. Regan had explored every inch and dip of my body and had brought me to heights I had never known existed time and time again. I had lost count of how many times I had cried out his name as I ascended new heights. I had never imagined that anything would have felt like that. And if that had felt incredible, I wondered what fully mating with him would be like. I felt a blush heat my cheeks as the memory of earlier in the day flooded through my mind. Before I could think on it further, I heard the door to our room crack open to reveal my mate. He came in with a tray filled with food and
Regan’s POV I knew exactly what she was doing. And I only knew because I knew who exactly would advise her to act like that. Jasmine had started to avoid me. And rightly so. I knew I had not behaved too well. But I didn’t deserve to be avoided and ignored. The reason I knew the game she was playing was because I knew the person who invented it. Nana. And since Lena was quite similar to Nana In almost every way, I could only conclude that she had been the one to insist my mate start treating me in the manner she was. But her avoiding me made me realize the error of my ways. I had always told Lena to never allow a mate treat her in an undeserving or disrespectful manner. I had taught her to know her worth and not stand to receive anything less. So if Lena was advising my mate to act in that manner, it simple meant that she believed I had not treated my mate as well as I ought to have, and it made me feel guilty, sad and ashamed. I should have just explained to h
Jasmine’s POV I woke up alone in bed the next morning. The space where my mate once occupied was now empty. I knew for certain that something was wrong. My mate was keeping something from me. I looked around at the room I was in. I had never been in his room before and I took a deep breath to inhale the masculine scent that was all him. The room was masculine and practical with only the essentials needed. It would have been completely masculine if it wasn’t for the few of my things that now occupied a space in the room. I stood up from the bed to further inspect the room. Noticing the designs and furnitures in the large space. It was three times the size of my own room. Or former room rather. I went to what looked to be the wash room, realizing that I was right when I pushed the door to the space open. Seeing some of my things already there, I decided to wash up and make my way to the Lena’s room as I did each day. I knocked once on her door before pushi
Regan’s POV The mating ceremony passed by in a blur. I could barely pay attention to anything else that happened and I honestly did not care. My entire being was simply ensnared by the beauty that was my mate. She was beautiful. More beautiful than I had ever seen her before and Rage howled with pride that she was now ours. The thought of someone else having Jasmine as their mate made me want to go on a rampage. She had on her ceremonial dress and her hair was styled perfectly. She was perfection and I could barely take my eyes off her. “You will burn a hole through her if you keep staring at her like that”, Luke said from where he was seated to my left. The truth was, I could not help it. “Be quiet”, I told him, absent minded as I continued to stare at her. “If I had known you would behave like this, I would have helped her escape”, I heard him say and whipped my head around so fast that he moved away. “What did you say?” I asked, Rage already growling in
Regan’s POV It was the day of my mating ceremony and I had been informed that Luke had disappeared with my mate to be for a while. Of course I knew it was due to her training sessions but other than Nana and Lena, no one else had any knowledge about that. I had noticed that Jasmine and Luke had grown closer. It was clear as day to see. Luke had even gone as far as calling her by a new name he had coined from her name. I had known him all his life and had yet to get the same treatment. It caused Rage to growl in jealousy each time we heard him call her ‘Jazzie’. Partly because we had not thought to do something like that, but also because it showed just how close they had become. However, seeing the smile on Jasmine’s face each time Luke called her that was enough to make me endure the annoyance and jealousy it brought. I was anxious for some reason. One reason if I was being honest. And that reason was simple. ‘What if Jasmine changed her mind?’ That though
Jasmine’s POV I have always wished I could read minds. Not for any particular reason other than to know what others were thinking sometimes. I hadn’t seen Sooni since our encounter in the pack house at the coming of age ceremony and when I had asked Lena, she had simply shrugged and said. “It’s better that you do not know”. That had done nothing to ease my curiosity but I knew better than to ask again. However, the topic everyone had started to ask about and discuss was my mating ceremony to the Alpha. Shortly after the incident with Sooni, Nana had started to insist the we pick a day for our mating ceremony and so, left with very little choice on the matter, we had. Regan had insisted on me choosing the day, saying that if I wanted to become his mate the very next moment, it would still be perfect for him. So, I had talked with Lena and we had finally decided on a date for the mating ceremony to take place. After announcing the date, I had barely heard any sentenc