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
Jasmine’s POV It was a surprise to everyone at breakfast the next morning to see Luke seated to Regan’s left, and the two thoroughly engaged in conversation. I am sure Luke’s mate was surprised as well because we shared a glance of astonishment before turning back to watch our mates interact. It was as though Luke had never left. The only difference was, when before it would be very obvious that they were both mind linking the other, it had now become that they would openly speak to each other. I secretly believed they did that so that Lena could see. If she saw and was affected by it, she hid it well, keeping a blank and almoubored expression on her face and only interacting with the ladies and her mate throughout the meal. It was the bored expression that let me know that she was indeed affected. Lena was never bored. If she was, she created something to entertain herself and others. On the other had, the two friends who had obviously resolved whatever issues the
Regan’s POV It had been three days since Luke came home and I could still feel the awkwardness between us. Lena had still not relented in her mission to pretend he did not exist and for the most part, I felt sorry for him. Lady Zara was getting along famously with the ladies, who went out of their way to include her in every activity they performed. They had even taken her to their favorite place at the stream and it was clear to see that Lady Zara was thoroughly enjoying her stay in our pack. For my part, I was mostly confused. I did not know whether to have Luke perform duties around the pack, just as I normally would. But it was not the same. I did not even know if o could still refer to him as my Beta. We had not had a single meaningful conversation since his return. On one hand, his mate was the last relative of the deceased Alpha of Redclaw pack, which meant that he could take up the leadership of the pack as its Alpha if he chose to remain there with her. O
Jasmine’s POV If I had expected Lena to have forgiven Luke once she sore him, I and everyone else who had had similar thoughts were proved wrong. I had been surprised to look around and find her absent, only to return to the house to see that she had never left in the first place. I had known that Lena’s feelings had been hurt by Luke’s refusal to respond to the several letters she had sent him while he had been away. However, I had assumed that all would be forgiven once he returned home. I had assumed wrong. She had avoided seeing him all day and had remained in the privacy of her room until it was time for Supper. Then, she had emerged in all her cold beauty and proceeded to sit as far away from Luke at the dinner table in the pack house. Despite her avoidance of Luke and her ignoring of his existence, her cold treatment was never given to Luke’s mate, who she had pulled into a hug and gushed over how beautiful she was the moment Nana had introduced her. She had g
Regan’s POV It had been more than ten days since my warriors and I returned from our successful journey. I had received several letters from the Alpha and Luna of Nighthowl pack. Alpha Regan kept me informed on his progress with the Council of Elders while his Luna wrote to ask about my well being as well as that of my mate and our unborn pup. She also wrote to inform me that she had written to her distant nephew, the Alpha of Moonrock pack, and encouraged me to write to him, assuring me of his acceptance to hear of my request. After receiving that particular letter, I wasted no time in writing to the Alpha of Moonrock pack, convincing Alpha Gaiu to do the same on our behalf. He readily agreed, if for nothing else but for his mate sake, I suspected. However, despite writing and receiving letters, I had yet to receive a letter from the one person I had not realized I had wished to hear from the most. Luke. I had written and destroyed several letters I had meant to send
Jasmine’s POV Regan’s return brought a new light to my days. Once they had been welcomed and fed, each warrior returned to their respective homes. With his arm around my waist, my mate led us back to our home after our evening meal with the rest of the pack to welcome our warriors back. Mira had done an absolutely marvelous job at cooking up the most sumptuous meal for our supper. Everyone had eaten their feel and the mood was very merry. However, throughout the meal, Isla remained quiet as usual, only lightly conversing with Lena or other wise quietly watching and smiling to some antics the warriors did. Most of them were somewhat drunk and were obnoxiously loud. One thing that was clear to anyone with eyes was how much and how often most of the warriors who had returned -most of which were unmated - tried to gain Isla’s attention. At first, they had simply stared at her or passed her admiring glances. But once they started to drink, they grew bolder with trying to g
Regan’s POV Not long after we had taken our morning meal, after we had put Alpha Zolan to rest under the full moon the night before, my warriors and I were ready to continually our journey home. Lady Zara came to bid us farewell, expressing her gratitude for our presence and assistance. And though she did not say it, I could see her gratitude for me allowing Luke remain with her. I waved away her thanks, taking her hand and bowing over it before bidding her farewell. Then I turned to Luke. Our goodbye was a very casual affair as we both knew each other well enough to know that we did not want to get affectionate or create a scene. So we limited our goodbye to a nod and a brief handshake and patting of shoulders. As I turned around and began to walk away to join our warriors who were already gathered and waiting with our horses and supplies for our return home, I caught sight of Emry break away from the group and run past me to Luke. I did not turn around to watch what
Jasmine’s POV When I received another letter from Regan soon after the one telling me about his journey home, I knew it was not good news. The ladies and I were seated in Lena’s room, taking a much needed break from our daily activities when I received the letter. As I tore it open and began to read, I could feel the curious silence that took over the space. Disappointment settled in my stomach when I heard that their journey home had been delayed once more. But when I heard the reason, the feeling of disappointment instantly changed to that of concern and worry. As I finished reading the letter, I lifted my head to face the three pair of eyes already on me, no that eager to hear the news. “Their journey has been further delayed”, I announced. Both Lena and Amy sighed in disappearing but Isla did not look the least upset or even affected about the news. I could not blame her, it was impossible to miss people you had never even met. She did rest a sympathetic hand o
Regan’s POV No matter how eager I was to go home, I did not have it in me to deny Luke’s request to see his mate one more time before we went home. After all, it was still on our path home and would cost us no major discomfort or set back. That had been the right choice to make, for as we approached the entrance into the pack, a white cloth was spread across the entrance. Seeing that could only mean one thing. That Alpha Zolan of the Redclaw pack had passed into the world beyond. Upon seeing this, Luke pushed his horse to go faster, disregarding the normal protocol and I did not have it in me to stop him. I understood how he felt. He had thought only of his mate. I followed closely behind him, and once their pack warriors saw that the intruders were us, they did not make any further move to stop us. I watched as Lady Zara come out of the pack house alongside other pack members. Upon seeing Luke hastily dismounting from his horse, she ran towards him and straigh
Jasmine’s POV Considering how worried I had been about her being accepted into my pack, Isla had fit in quite well. She and Lena had finally started to get along, seeing that they had some things in common. I would even go as far as saying that they had become close friends. Well, as close as one could be as a friend to someone who was used to being alone and valued her alone time over all else. Isla and Lena could not be more different if they were light and day. With Isla’s cool beauty and reserved demeanor, and Lena’s bright attitude and attractive features, they were very different. But somehow, thanks to efforts from mostly Lena who was determined to find something in common with my cousin, they had become good friends. Isla still disappeared to my garden or Nana’s garden whenever Lena became too much for her to cope with, but other than that, she seemed to have gotten used to Lena’s company and even seemed to have grown fond of her. Nana and Gaia had also gro