Trisha’s pov“I duly and completely offer myself to you.” I whimpered“Very well then. Remember to use your safe words.” I nodded. Kyle walked around to a chest of drawers and opened one. He brought out a furry object and a sling of another steel object which I saw through the mirror. He walked back to me and undid my knots. “Kneel. You have to trust me, kitten…and remember your safe words. Do you understand?”“Yes.”“Yes, what?”“Yes, Master.” Kyle crouched down to my level and connected a bind with my arms and legs. He slid the hairy object along my body and I whimpered and tried to suck in a breath. He came to my front and knelt before me. He gathered my right breast into his mouth and fondled it with my left nipple, pinching and tugging it to firmness. He then brought one of the steel objects from the sling and clasped my nipple with it. A moan escaped my mouth as I writhed, shrinking my stomach so I could house this foreign emotion. After that, Kyle left me in my agony and wh
Kyle’s povI wasn't sure what exactly happened as my heart was ripped in half while I looked down at a motionless Jasmine, but words rang through the air.“I guess we would go by the last option then.”“What option?”“You need to bite her!” Oh, right. How could I forget? After sorting for alternative methods to revive Jasmine, one of the almost impossible options was to bite her, seemingly the only possible option.“Yeah, I think you have to bite her. That’s the only way possible right?” I turned and looked at the source. “How are things over at the east?'' I asked Raul. After the last fight, I sent out top soldiers to govern the affairs of our outstations for the time being. I knew the werewolves would strike soon and this time, I promised myself and my subject that we wouldn't be the ones numbering casualties. As emperor and king over my people, I'd have to die first before the events of two weeks ago happen again.“Everything is going according to plan. The training is going on s
Jasmine’s povI was staring up at Kyle disgustingly. You would too if you were me. Imagine waking up from a coma to learn of your boyfriend fucking your best friend? “Is this supposed to be funny?'' I asked venomously, referring to Trisha. I so wanted to smack the smirk playing on her lips off her mouth. She allied with my boyfriend to save his life and empire and I was questioning her about something like that? Well, well, hell yeah!“You went fucking my best friend the moment I was off the picture?” I asked Kyle. I should be having hot curling sex with him right now by way of reunion. Or asking him questions as to why I was alive and what happened to me.“Let me explain,” Kyle calmly said. “Then start talking.” “We would get to the point where there are other issues that can be discussed first,” Trisha added. I didn't know if it was the fact that she slept with Kyle or that she hid some important truths of her life from me or if she used me as a means to an end, but I was getting
Kyle’s povJasmine was fast asleep so I left her to sleep as she needed rest. I felt deflated. I heaved a heavy sigh, I went down the stairs to the underground tunnel that was in reconstruction, to harbor the children if the war eventually breaks out and skyrockets. It occurred to me that as Jasmine was sleeping I should go over to the development site to check how the work there is going as I was sure when Jasmine would wake up, I won't be able to finish up some of my duties. We spent so much time together so it only made sense that I tried to make up for the days we’ve been apart. Halfway into getting to the tunnel, I walked past a room with an open door. I turned my head to see disheveled curtails of black locks on one of the beds. I instantly recognized it as Arturo, the invigilator vampire that was sent by the North Asian Vatican council, who I'd pretty much been up against. I internally flinched at the memory where I tortured him because instead of feeding just the necessary inf
Kyle’s povAfter our supervision at the site, we walked back to the headquarter because I had some paperwork that still needed to be done. We entered and sat around a coffee table before I assembled the papers on the tabletop. “Ready to slave away to paper and highlighter?” I asked sarcastically. “Oh, I've never seen anyone that works on a coffee table without coffee,” he retorted. Oh wow. I was impressed. I never knew beneath all those huge flesh and hard exterior was a man that could denote and speak sarcasm. “You know, you could snap a finger and the coffee would get brewed right? Don't fucking act like I was sending you to a battle without a weapon.” I huffed, taking the cap off my pen highlighter. Like earlier, I half expected him to come up with another witty comment, but he only huffed and mimicked me. He took off the cap of his pen highlighter and dragged the paperwork to his side. He bent his head, staring at me through his lashes, and replied by speaking in a hushed tone
Jasmine’s povI huffed irritably during my walk to Kyle’s room. Marcus was getting on my nerves. First, it was him being rude to my lover, then speaking trash about me. Two vampires never faked their likeness for me. They were Arturo and Marcus. We’d never had a blissful relationship with each other from day one. The disrespect was thrown around me but mostly subtle and most times it was Arturo that was throwing the shade not Marcus. However, ever since I woke up, not only have I not seen Arturo but it seemed as though Arturo and Marcus had switched personalities.Presently, Marcus made me want to begin to punch everything.Earlier I knew Kyle wanted to handle Marcus by himself after that disrespectful talk to me. That was why I had reluctantly left the room like he asked. In furtherance that, I didn't want to spoil mine and Kyle’s reputation. He already had the fights with the werewolves to worry about. I didn't want to add to his list of problems. Imagine being worried about the ill
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 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