All Chapters of Alpha Dylan's Perfect Mate : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

She couldn't contain her excitement and blurted out, "Dylan kissed me! Can you believe it?" She saw the surprise and confusion on Sebastian's face and quickly added, "I mean, it's a good sign, right? It means he's interested in me."Sebastian's expression didn't change as he asked, "Did he say anything else?"She shook her head, "No, he just kissed me and then left. But it felt... different, you know?"Sebastian's eyebrows furrowed, "Different how?"She took a deep breath, trying to put her feelings into words, "It felt like... like he was trying to tell me something without saying it. I can't explain it."Sebastian sighed, "Well, let's focus on the task at hand. We need to find my mother and see what she's planning. I have a feeling it's not going to be good."As she heard the news from Sebastian about his mother's plans, a wave of happiness and relief washed over her. For weeks, she had been worried about the safety of her pack and her mother's well-being, and now it seemed like the

Dylan scoffed and didn't bother to ask as he walked away without looking back.Dylan sat at his desk, staring blankly at the papers in front of him. He couldn't focus on anything, his mind consumed by thoughts of Jasmine and the possibility that she might be falling for Sebastian. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong, that she was in danger, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.He spent the entire day pouring over maps for the war while trying to find a clue as to where Jasmine and Sebastian might be. He checked every possible location, every trail, and every path. But he found nothing, and frustration began to set in.As the day wore on, Dylan grew increasingly restless. He couldn't keep still, pacing back and forth in his room, his mind racing with thoughts of Jasmine. He had to do something, had to find her, had to make sure she was safe.It was then that he accidentally knocked over a vase on his desk, and it shattered on the ground, spilling wat

“What's wrong?” Travis asked worriedly. “You think that slave is innocent?” He asked as he shook his head. “What happened?” Travis inquired again.“Well… The slave you so choose to have an affair with fucking stole from me!” He exclaimed as he punched the pillar of the palace with great force.“What?” Travis became blank as he tried to digest what he just heard. Jasmine stole from Dylan, why did he find that hard to believe? It was just so unreal for Jasmine to do something like that. Among everybody, he could suspect, Jasmine would always be the last on his mind.“Are you certain that it was Jasmine? I mean, what did the person steal from you?” He asked confusingly.Dylan sighed in frustration. “All the documents concerning the palace are all gone, and not a single one of it can be seen.”“You mean someone broke into your room and stole your documents?” He asked, still trying to fathom the information he was receiving.“Travis, she stole from me without any reason, so I don't see

Sebastian had been waiting for this moment for what felt like an eternity. His plan against Travis had been slowly taking shape, and every piece of information he had gathered was like a precious jewel. He was filled with a sense of triumph and satisfaction that was hard to describe.For months, he had been working tirelessly behind the scenes, gathering intelligence and putting together a network of allies who shared his vision. He had always known that Travis was not to be trusted, and as he dug deeper into his affairs, he had uncovered a web of lies and deceit that was shocking even to him.As he sat in his office, surrounded by stacks of papers and files, he couldn't help but smile to himself. Every little detail he had uncovered was like a piece of a puzzle, slowly coming together to reveal the bigger picture.He thought back to the first time he had suspected that something was amiss. It had been a small thing, just a casual comment from Travis that had struck him as odd. But as

“Alpha, we found something,” the guard mentioned before he brought out another document from a drawer. Travis was confused as he saw this going on, and he wondered what exactly they were talking about because he could not remember when or how any documents were kept in his room.“I don't understand,” he whispered the word, unable to tell if it was a set-up or the guards were just playing tricks on him.“These are all confidential,” Dylan said with a frown, he turned to look at Travis, “how did they get to you?” He sounded more like a question. He also doubted that Travis would keep such things in his room, or so he hoped.“I'm uncertain if you understand how serious this is,” Dylan said, shaking his head. “If you have it the whole time, then…”“No! I don't know who kept them there, I'll never take such things nor keep them in my room. You trust me, right?” Travis asked desperately.Dylan raised his gaze and looked at him. The look alone was enough to tell Dylan that Dylan wasn't on hi