All Chapters of MY SECRET MATE: LOST MEMORIES.: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

JASMINES POV My father froze behind me, his hands hanging in the air as his eyes scanned me for a moment. It took me a lot to turn to him and stare into his eyes. His lips parted like he wanted to say something, but as long as u waited, nothing came out of his mouth. “I urm…” “Are you sure?” He finally asked, taking a step back. It felt like rejection, watching him move away, but I simply buried my head, placing my hand on my stomach. It wasn’t something I was sure about…just a conclusion I came about. “No, I urm…I’ve been feeling strange these past weeks…” I stuttered, glancing at him at intervals. He made a slow nod, moving to the chair at the center of the table. He leaned on it, his expression shifting to one of deep thinking. “Well urm…” he broke the silence that stretched to the end of the room. “You have to confirm, a test or something. Does anyone know? Natalia? Daria?” “No one knows,” I answered, letting out my long-held breath seeing that he was comfortable with dis

JASMINE’S POVHis words hung in the air like the venom from an arrow, waiting to descend at the command of its striker. My clenched fist lost every force driving it into action, leaving me clueless as to my next course of action. Slowly, I withdrew from him, trembling with fear and shock. “You knew?” I asked, just to be clear that I Heard him well. I stumbled back, needing distance from him, too. His confession and the mix of emotions that surrounded him. My back hit the wall, pointing out the end of the room as I leaned against it, my health coming out heavily.“You knew all this while?” “I didn’t want to ruin your life,”“My life?!” My voice dropped to an octave, the anger surging through me once more. His eyes were dark with guilt, and despite how hard he tried to mask it, I could see through it. “You didn’t want to ruin my life? Yet this whole time you knew we were mates!”“Jasmine please…”“Enough of your pleas,” I cut him short, clutching my chest with my hands. My heart rac

LUCY'S POVThe night felt colder than usual, but this had nothing to do with the weather. My hands were cold, my legs fighting for balance as I leaned against the door of the clinic to hear all that was being said.Jasmine's voice broke into fragments of emotions, laced with an anger that I fueled. Caine, on his side, spoke with guilt. I could feel the impact it had on him. His responses were deliberate, almost pleading. They thought they were alone, but I followed Caine after I saw him leave his father’s office. Curiosity ate me from within just to know what was happening—the reason for the alpha abandoning the perfect garden date he had with his wife after Caine interrupted them. And now that I heard it, I stood there, regretting every action I had taken before it. “I will keep this child, and I will show this child what it means to love someone. A love that is not toxic, an undeniable and unmistakable love. A love different from that which you showed me. That is what I want for m

JASMINES POV“What does he even mean?” I hugged my father, stilling my trembling body as his hands snaked up my back. The words of the doctor echoed in my ear, forcing the reality down my throat. “We just have to sit and wait,” my father said. He walked me to a seat opposite that of Imani, Harper, Spencer, and Jojo. We hadn’t seen each other for quite some time, and I couldn’t tell if their glares were one of suspicion or something else. On our left, was alpha Morgan and Caine’s brother, discussing with the doctor in low tones. Caine’s stepmother was present too, but due to her heaviness, she was sitting on the chair beside Alpha Morgan. The rest of the pack members who heard the news were present. Most of them gathered outside the hospital, waiting for an update on the life of their new alpha. Amidst all these, Lucy was absent. My phone buzzed in my jacket, and I took it out to answer the call but froze. “Go ahead,” my father urged me. It was my mother calling. We hadn’t spok

JASMINES POV“I’ll get back to you directly when we have a lead on the car,” the sheriff closed his jotter and pen, signifying the end of our interview. A sigh of relief escaped my lips, a feeling of satisfaction coursing through me as I pushed out of the desk. “Thank you, sheriff,” “No, thank you, Jasmine. Caine will be proud of what you just did,” he extended his hand. I hesitated before locking mine in his. “Yeah,” I blurted. “I guess.”I was escorted by his partner to the exit of the building, where I found my mother standing. She was carrying a child in her arm, patting her to sleep while she paced about the door. I halted, contemplating if I should go ahead or turn around. It was too late, she had spotted me. “Jasmine,” she called, hurrying to the door. I pushed the door open and started walking the opposite way, leaving her running behind me. “Baby, wait,”“Now is not the time,” I mutter, stretching my strides and making them faster. She increased hers as well and caught