Jasmine’s povKyle came over to me and once again, freed Marcus from my grip. Turning he gestured for Drake to come to pick Marcus up and take him away to only they knew where. Not like I was interested in whatever they chose to do with him. I already had my message passed so it was all good. He held me by my arm and dragged me up to his room“I love that you are protecting me, my reputation, and my office,'' Kyle said with a slight smile playing on his lips. He stepped closer to me and my little pigtailed demon seemed to purr and began to sink back somewhere deep inside of me“I’m sensing a but,'' I said and wrapped my hands around his neck. I had already softened up so I was back to being a normal human. He chuckled and snaked his hands around my waist, using his thumb to gently run light caresses on my back.“But I think it should be the other way around. Let me be the one to fight for you, hmm?” he said, tucking a strand of my hair to the back of my ear.I cleared my throat and tr
Jasmine’s povI growled for the umpteenth time since we arrived in the cells where the human hunters were kept. Actually, not all of them were hunters. I wondered how they could have hidden their true nature from Athens and whoever it was that went with him to the bank. The second I stepped into the cell room, I recognized two out of the lots to be werewolves, although they were not from the white-furred pack. They both looked at me with a lethal glare which I reciprocate with a hot stare of mine.“You are the Alpha’s daughter. How could you betray us like this?" one of them asked.“I was the Alpha’s daughter, yet it was cool to throw me into a deep sleep? I was the Alpha’s daughter yet, was it okay to send me on every unnerving assignment?” I smirked. "Not I regret the last one though.”They scoffed. Obviously, they got the joke.“How extremely pathetic.” one of them hissed. Faster than anyone could register, I flashed over to him, slapping him hard on the face. He plummeted on the
Jasmine’s povI was fucking angry. The only thing on my mind was how to kill him and for some funny reasons, Trisha found it funny. It was as if she and Kyle had an inside code that nobody except the two of them knew about. Trisha was making faces at Kyle who was in turn, giving replies to her. Maybe I was being paranoid because nobody else seemed to notice.“Well, like you have rightly put. All those were in the past. Now, she is mine so you can fuck off," Kyle snarled.“Well, I obviously don't want her back and no, you can't have her. She needs to get back to Blanchard-Ville, the white claw pack where she truly belongs,”“Well, I’m no longer a werewolf so you can as well fuck off,” I backed, coming out from where I was standing at the back of kyle.“Yes, I would fuck off but not with your pussy,” a loud growl sounded from Kyle’s side I turned but didn't see him. The speed of someone passing by flashed by as I turned back to the front, Kyle was holding Dominic by his neck. Without
Jasmine’s pov“You are all too calm about this situation for my liking,” Kyle grumbled, earning a snicker from Ariel, Drake, and Arturo. “You can simply hand over Jasmine to the werewolves for a start and everything would be fine for the time being.” Silence took over the dining table. I acted unaffected but Loretta was fuming with rage. Her dislike for Trisha was obvious. The dining table consisted of all council members and close friends of his. I was sandwiched in the middle between Loretta and Raul. We were making small talk as I tried to ignore Kyle by all means. Raul was telling me how annoyed he was when Kyle asked him to take Trisha to safety before the fight started, confirming my thought. Raul clenched his spoon tightly at her statement, he wanted to say something I was so sure but because of Kyle, he couldn't say anything. I only laughed out loud and continued to eat my food. I was half wolf and half vampire and ever since I got transformed into a part vampire, I haven't
Jasmine’s povI held my right hand which was bleeding profusely. How I managed to cut myself with the knife was beyond me. “Gosh, I'm so sorry,'' Loretta said as she stood up to tend to my hand. Raul also rushed to my side, helping me stand up from my chair, while the others blindly indulged in one activity or the other that would make the bleeding stop. “Jasmine, you need to be careful. I don't want you getting hurt.” Kyle said but I ignored him. “Come let me check that for you.” he offered, stretching his arm to get to me but I swiftly dodged and he reached the table edge instead. “I can take care of myself, Kyle,” I said in a quiet voice. He looked unsure, but I stepped aside regardless. I nodded in gratitude. The people that momentarily helped me stopped the bleeding before I proceeded outside. I needed fresh air to help me relax and think. Different thoughts were spiraling in my head and I needed to get a hang of what I must do. I got outside and instead of the smell of crisp
Jasmine’s pov“I’m your girlfriend so I think I have the right to say these things…. I have the right to feel jealous. I’m a hybrid, yes, but I’ve got the blood flowing through my veins...”“I know…” Kyle tried to cut me off but I put my hand up in the air to silence him. I wasn't done. “It's new since I woke up from my sleep and for all these seven days you’ve been nothing but mean to me. I feel like you don't value me anymore. We sleep in the same room and on the same bed but I feel distant from you!`` I bit down on my bottom lip, swallowed, and then continued. “Is this about Trisha?” I asked Kyle, my eyes blazing with fire.“No,” Kyle answered unconvincingly.“What’s worse than any of the awful things you’ve done these few days is actually lying to my face. Am I so pathetic to you? We have something so beautiful and the moment I was out of the picture you crawled back to your ex?'' I flared.“I didn't crawl back to my ex Trisha. So many things are going on right now and I need info
Jasmine’s pov“Let's talk about this please,” Kyle said pleadingly.“Possibly when you are ready to include me in your present and maybe future too. For now, I've got my own present and future to plan.” These words repeated and banged vehemently in my head even after hours I left the vampire’s kingdom. The sheer look of hurt and confusion on Kyle's face. When I picked up my bag and finally left with my son, Robert was enough to give me a second thought but I knew that more than I needed to be there for anyone else, I needed to be there for myself and my five-year-old. I might not be his biological mother but I loved him like he was mine and all I wanted for us both was to be comfortable. Rob was too young to be in such an environment. He was a five-year-old and should be enjoying life and not being tossed by fangs, claws, and adults who didn't care for him. As much as I needed a clear head for myself, I needed a clean environment for him and thankfully, the school was on break. I’d ha
Kyle’s povEver since Jasmine returned home to me, I rarely left her side, because I could no longer bear to leave Jasmine for too long, and I know that I can not take her with me as she would probably get bored, or most likely, get stressed out. I didn't want that to happen to the love of my life, now do I? With a groan, I placed my head on the table, trying to keep myself at bay with thoughts of other innocent things. I could not help the smell that broke through my door and my nostrils. The most tantalizing scent of my woman attacked me vigorously and now I was wanting more. Suddenly, a burst of pain ripped through my person and I heard an agonizing scream. What was that?In my fit of nervousness, I’d forgotten that horniness came with pain sometimes. And my woman had been in pain all this while and although I could, I have not been able to do anything for her because of my lack of competence as a mate. Fuck me!Why was I overthinking it so much? With a jump start, I rushed ou
Jasmine's PovNo matter how hard I tried, I couldn't control the anger that kept on rising in my heart as I was baffled at the evil that Trisha contained in her whole soul… that woman was wicked, heartless, and any other words I could think of to describe a person that had no remorse in his heart. How could someone be so filled with evil and still crave to do bad things to people? What was she going to gain? I kept on stringing my fingers, squeezing them tight, hoping to dissipate the anger that was swelling inside of me but it wasn't helping, nothing was changing. I had never felt this angry before and there seemed to be no option to calm down. I hated feeling this way but there was nothing I could do to get rid of these negative feelings growing inside me… I kind of felt good in a way; imagining gruesome things that I would like to do to Trisha and that miserable father and uncle of hers in my head because the hate I now felt for them was way more than what I felt when Trisha fucke
Trisha's POVKyle looked so torn. And no, I'm not talking about the cuts in his flesh or the splits in his cloth. I'm talking about his inner man. One look at him and you would easily conclude that he's accepted his fate—he had accepted his death, but yet, along with the look of a man who is torn, is the look of triumph. You'd look into his eyes and you'd see fulfillment and acceptance, not even an iota of regret or fear. Despite all the torture he had gone through, he was still head bent on keeping shut on all the questions he was asked. With every stroke of the whip he received, I felt the pain with him and for as many times he died, I died with him.This is shocking coming from a girl who has never felt pity, I know.As I stood and watched the suffering he had to endure because of me, I couldn't help but feel guilty. "Tighten his neck cuff," Bernard yelled to the guards before he landed a final blow on Kyle's stomach and trotted away along with my father. I stood and looked at Ky
Jasmine's Pov“And that time when Raul got stranded before we became familiar with this place and all the trees and stuff?” Athens laughed.“And he kept on screaming about how he had got lost and was going to die when she was only about a few meters from where we had left her too?” Drake interjected.“Could he not have just tried to sniff her way out? You know, using vampire senses?” I laughed.“I asked the same thing! He could have just done that, but he did not!” Athens said and reached his hand in my direction. I raised my hand to hit him with a high five and we started to laugh.“In the end, I eventually had to come over and hold his hand and lead him out here. It was quite hilarious for everyone.” Drake said, brushing some invisible dirt off his pants“I always try my best to help everyone, you know?” I was still laughing when I noticed Loretta wasn't doing much. “Loretta?” I called out to her. She raised her head as if she had just snapped back to reality before she blinked twi
Trisha's Pov"How could you father? You had an affair with one of the werewolves and you made me believe it's because of a certain wrong a certain vampire somewhere did to you. We were here trying to catch a vampire. Who did you no wrong?" I asked unbelievably. "Kyle did me no wrong but he was abusing the rights of humans—he was killing innocent people or ushering them into a life they know nothing about and that too against their will," my father said, walking closer to me but I took steps back."What was the actual reason? Or something you had to come up with to cover your wrongs?" I asked with teary eyes."Jasmine…" I cut him off."Answer me, Dad! I want to know. Have you been lying to me all this while?" "I wasn't lying to you. I really want to catch the bad guy. I really want to catch Kyle," "Why? Why do you want to catch him so badly? Other than the fact that he is a bad guy and you catch bad guys, I want to know the reason why you have so much loathing for him. And please te
Trisha's Pov.No no no no no no!My head ached badly and it felt like with every syllable of the word Jasmine spewed my heart was ripped out of its cage over and over again. I was caught up with rage as I heard Kyle reject me over again because of Jasmine and after all the gibberish she spewed, all I wanted to do was kill her. I didn't know what to do. I felt frustrated with every spark that traveled between them. It was palpable…so palpable it made the atmosphere of the chamber rise and burn my self-control.I looked haggard. My hair was everywhere and my mascara was running along with my nose but I didn't care. I couldn't….How could I care when I just found out one man I've ever loved is getting married to another and that another being Jasmine? I attacked my hair with my fingers and scratched my scalp until both my fingertips and scalp started to hurt. My bedroom door suddenly flew open but I didn't bother to check who it was, only one mother fucking scumbag would enter my room
Jasmine's pov."Rob?" I shouted, almost tripping on my foot. "Mummy?" I heard my tiny boy's voice. Before long, he appeared head first and ran into my waiting arms. "I've missed you, mommy,""I miss you too, my boy," I said as I peppered his face and head with kisses. "How are you doing? Are you ill? Is Daddy Dominic ill? What about Margaret?" I bombarded the small boy with questions."No mommy. We are all fine," he said happily, his tiny arms still wrapped around my neck. Just then Dominic trotted over causing me to release my boy and walk over to him, awkwardly. "Hey!" I greeted him."I think we have said enough of that earlier today. How have you been and how is your fiance?" he spoke so softly and I strained, looking for edges of contempt in his tone or facial expression and I couldn't find none and as far as my mind-reading abilities worked, I couldn't spot any too."We have both been good," I answered with a small smile."And the preparation? ""All good," I said in a conclusi
Jasmine's PovIf I had known going over to Dominic's place would end up so badly then I would have just sent him an invitation through his mail. Boy was angry for obvious reasons and I had mixed feelings—something I didn't want to think about. All I wanted to focus on right now was that I was getting married to Kyle in a few days time but I couldn't bring myself to tell him I was carrying his child. Everything was happening so fast and the pace was frightening.It was almost dawn yet everybody was asleep and I was doing some thinking—fixing some puzzles. My dream as a girl was to have my mother dress me up for my wedding and my father to walk me down the aisle but now—now there was nothing. I was still thinking when my hormones kicked in—I was suddenly so hungry that I could empty eight large pizzas. Three medium size doughnuts and three cups of coffee later, I was perched on the kitchen island with my palm supporting my head when I heard shuffling.Kyle came into the kitchen, nose f
Dominic's PovThe last person I had expected to see by my doorstep this morning was the person there. I looked at Jasmine wondering if she got the wrong address or something. The urge to ask her that question was heavy on the tip of my tongue. I had to swallow repeatedly to keep the words from coming out. "Can I come in?" She asked in a tiny voice. The way her pupils refused to meet mine, I knew something tangible had happened. From the time we were kids until now, Jasmine had this idea of not needing the eyes of the people she provoked."What did you do, Jasmine?" I asked her but she was still not looking at my face. "I really…""I can't tell you here," she began to query but I cut her off too."I want to know right here and right now," I said, my voice going up a beat."I'm getting married to Kyle," a minute or maybe a second passed. It could be days too that passed without any of us saying any other thing than that. I was trying to wrap my head around this new piece of information
Jasmine's PovI'd never been to a wedding before and I was pretty anxious about this one even if I wasn't the one getting married. Quickly, I discarded my robe and changed into my floor-length dress. The sequin fabric of my cocktail dress hugged my figure like a second skin, emphasizing my A-cup ample breast, dipped waist, curvy and perfectly outlined hips, and perky round ass. I smiled in satisfaction, adding a few delicate pieces of emerald stones which I got from my boutique to finish my look. My facial makeup was light but I had done a little more intense work on my eyes and lips. I had a smokey dark brown cut-crease eye look and a matching ombre color on my lips. The rest of my face was as natural as it could be. I let my hair flow down my back in soft waves after I used my finger to ruffle them a little, giving the apt messy but elegant chick look...“You look so beautiful,” Loretta clapped her hands in glee and undiluted admiration as soon as she saw me. Marvin was dressed and