Jaselyn's POV
I jolted awake, my heart pounding in my chest like a wild animal trying to escape its cage. For a split second, I thought I was still in that icy bathtub, the cold water dragging me under. I gasped for air, my lungs burning as if they’d been starved of oxygen for hours. My eyes flew open, darting around frantically, trying to make sense of my surroundings.
A woman with a kind smile leaned over me, her eyes soft and calm, and I felt my panic begin to subside. “It’s okay, Jaselyn,” she said gently, her voice soothing. “You’re safe now. Just take deep breaths for me, alright?”
I blinked, my vision cleared, and realized she was wearing a white coat, a stethoscope hanging around her neck. A doctor. Relief washed over me, mingling with the remnants of my fear. I wasn’t in the bathtub anymore—I was back in the bedroom, the very same bed where Zane had violated me. The sheets had been change
Rion's POVI was in shambles. Two days. Two agonizing days had passed since Jaselyn had disappeared without a trace. Two days since I last felt her presence in my life, like a light suddenly snuffed out.The emptiness in our bond was unbearable, a void that stretched endlessly inside me, making every breath feel like a stab in the dark. There was no more gentle warmth of her thoughts, no comforting whisper of her feelings brushing against mine.The connection that had once been our lifeline, a constant, unbreakable thread between us, was severed, cut clean by a force I couldn’t comprehend. It felt as if a piece of my soul had been torn away, leaving a gaping wound that throbbed with every heartbeat.I couldn’t make sense of it. Our bond wasn’t just faint or fading; it was mutilated, tampered with by someone with the power to rip it apart. Someone who had to be behind her disappearance.My mind kept circling
Rion's POVIt was a gut-wrenching feeling, like my soul was being yanked out of my body. Her fear hit me like a tidal wave, crashing over me, filling me with a dread so intense it left me breathless.Before Erik could even speak, I was already running for the car, desperate to reach her. My heart was pounding in my chest, my mind racing with a thousand thoughts, all centered on getting to her, protecting her. But then, just as suddenly, it stopped. The bond went silent, like a radio switching off. There were no more feelings, no more words, no warmth. Just… nothing.I drove as fast as I could, following the last trace of our bond, my hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white. But when I got to the market, she was gone. Completely gone. I called her name, my voice hoarse with desperation, but there was no answer. The market was empty, eerily quiet, as if it too had been swallowed by the darkness that now filled my he
Rion's POV“All I care about is finding her,” I snapped, my voice cracking with exhaustion and desperation. My hands were shaking, my body barely holding it together. I felt like I was unraveling, piece by piece, my sanity fraying at the edges. I couldn’t let myself rest, not when she was out there somewhere, possibly hurt, possibly worse. The thought of her suffering alone was a knife twisting in my gut. “I can’t just sit around and do nothing while she’s out there. I need to be out there, looking for her. She needs me.”Rafayel’s eyes softened, and he stepped closer, his hand squeezing my shoulder. “I know, Alpha,” he said, his voice dropping to a soothing tone. “I know how much she means to you. But you can’t find her if you fall apart. You’re pushing yourself too hard, and it’s not helping anyone. Just rest for an hour. Please.”I stared at him, the fight draining
Jaselyn's POVZane's words hung in the air, heavy and impossible. I stared at him, my heart hammering in my chest. Our son is alive? It couldn’t be true. It had to be another one of Zane’s twisted games, another way to manipulate me and mess with my mind.I’d held Celio's tiny, lifeless body in my arms after his birth. I remembered the weight of him, the way his little fingers were curled as if grasping for something he would never hold. My heart had shattered into a million pieces that day."You’re lying," I whispered, my voice shaking. "I don’t believe you. You’re just trying to play with me again."Zane sighed, as if he had expected this reaction. "I’m not surprised you don’t believe me," he said calmly. "It was difficult for me to believe at first, too. But I have proof."He stood up and walked over to a drawer, his movements slow and deliberate, as if he wanted me to see every s
Jaselyn's POVPanic surged through me, my heart racing in my chest. I knew if I said no outright, he’d just take what he wanted, like he did before. My body and my unborn children wouldn’t be able to handle another brutal assault. I had to find a way to protect myself, to protect my babies.I forced myself to breathe, to stay calm. “Zane,” I began softly, my voice barely above a whisper, “the doctor said I shouldn’t undergo any stress at all, including physical stress. My body is still healing. I have a tear… down there. If we do it, it will hurt me a lot. I might start bleeding again, and it won’t be pleasant for you either.”I watched his face carefully, praying he would understand. I could see the wheels turning in his head, his expression shifting from desire to consideration. He didn’t release his grip on me, but I could feel his muscles relax slightly.After a moment, he let ou
Jaselyn's POVZane leaned back, a contented sigh escaping his lips. “You did well, Jaselyn,” he said, his voice dripping with smug satisfaction. “See? It’s not so bad when you do what you’re told.”I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. My mouth felt numb, my throat raw, but I forced myself to keep it together. I couldn’t break now. I couldn’t give him the satisfaction.He zipped up his pants and lay down beside me, pulling me close to his chest. “Get some sleep,” he murmured, his voice soft and deceptively gentle. “We have a lot to plan for tomorrow.”I closed my eyes, my body going still, pretending to relax against him. I could feel his gaze on me, watching me closely, and I knew I had to play the part. I forced my breathing to slow, letting my body go limp, as if I were drifting off to sleep.Minutes ticked by, each one an eternity as I waited, listening to the
Jaselyn's POVPure, unadulterated fear gripped me as I met Zane’s eyes. I could see the murderous intent in his gaze, like a predator closing in on its prey. His eyes were dark and hungry, and I felt like a gazelle cornered by a ravenous wolf. My breath came in short, ragged gasps as my body shook uncontrollably. The gun in my hand wavered, almost slipping from my grasp. I couldn’t keep my fingers steady, no matter how hard I tried. My instincts screamed at me to flee, but there was nowhere to go.Zane’s lips curled into a smirk as he watched me tremble. He didn’t even seem to care that I had a gun in my hand. He remained seated on the bed, his eyes locked on mine, confident, knowing. He was so sure I wouldn’t pull the trigger. “Give me the gun, Jaselyn,” he commanded, his voice low and threatening. “Hand it over, or there will be consequences.”The words sent a chill down my spine. Images of my brutal
Jaselyn's POV“Nila, how close is he?” I asked frantically, my heart in my throat.“He’s almost here. You need to hide, now.”I took a deep breath, steadying myself. I screamed as loudly as I could, the sound echoing across the mountainside, before gathering the last of my strength and sprinting away from the cliff. I dove behind a grassy knoll, pressing myself flat against the ground, my heart hammering in my chest. I held my breath, listening.A few seconds later, Zane crashed through the brush, his eyes wild, his gaze darting around. He spotted my shirt at the edge of the cliff and froze, his face twisting in confusion. He moved closer, his steps cautious, as if he wasn’t sure what he was seeing.He knelt down at the edge, picking up my shirt and sniffing it, his eyes narrowing. He glanced over the edge, peering down into the darkness below. I held my breath, praying he would believe the ruse.Zan