All Chapters of MY SECRET MATE: LOST MEMORIES.: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

LUCY'S POV“That’s a bad idea,” I blurted, flicking my gaze toward my father to see if he was in support of this crazy idea. Right now, it didn’t even seem like he was the one in charge of the family anymore. He leaned against the car, arms and legs crossed while watching my mother and I argue. With that, I knew he wasn’t going to be of much help. “I can’t introduce you to Morgan,”“And why’s that?” She returned. “Because I told him you’re dead!” I shot the words out. Her eyes flicked with shock, but she hid it instantly with a subtle smile. The alike extended to the edge of her lips, and despite how hard she tried to keep it on, it faded.“Dead? Really? Why would you do that?”“You’re the ones who became rogues. Imagine introducing that part of my life after all you two have done. Do you think I have come this far with this?” I asked. I left her to think about it while I walked to meet my father in the car. “Dead?” He repeated. I rolled my eyes, already exhausted from explaining

JASMINES POVI pushed harder, my muscles burning as I raced after her. The girl was fast, but I was faster. My wolf surged beneath my skin, my senses sharpening as I closed the distance between us. She veered into a narrow alley behind the diner, her breaths ragged, her steps desperate.My legs traveled faster than I thought I could, sending me through the wind with speed. She took a bend, and I swerved instantly, almost grabbing her arm.“I’m not going to hurt you!” I yelled, hoping that was enough to make her stop running. But she continued moving, her speed doubling as I dent her wolf taking form. I had to stop her before she morphed. With a swing, I lunged at her, pulling her arm just as she tried to dart around a dumpster and dragging her toward me. She yelped, struggling, but I tightened my grip.“Let me go!” she gasped, her wide eyes filled with panic.I gave her a moment to struggle all she could, waiting for the strength in her to die with my grip. “Not until you tell me w

JASMINES POVTwo minutes of standing and staring at each other without saying a word. I swallowed, hoping I didn’t overstep by involving the name of the Luna. People respected Luna Lilian. They always saw her as a respectful and collected Luna, the same way I saw her before I left the pack.But after I discovered her friendship with Caine’s mother and how Caine’s mother died, then she became Luna all of a sudden, I couldn’t help the new feeling of fear that grew inside me. “Repeat what you just said,” Alyssa said. I tried to look away from her eyes, but they bulged even wider, keeping my eyes trapped in them for as long as I could remember. My heart pounded in my chest, and my head spun with several options.“I said…that Luna Lilian…might just be another threat,” I repeated, and the shock in her face dropped for a second. Probably because she heard me before. “What kind of threat?” Before I could say a word, distinct voices trailing up the stairs in front of the alpha’s room interr

JASMINES POVAlyssa and I sat in silence for the next couple of seconds, while my eyes and brain analyzed the picture. Somehow, it was beginning to make sense. “Where is this?” I asked. “Just behind the alpha mansion,” she replied. “How come I haven’t seen it,” I blurted, turning the phone to get a full view. The waiter brought out water, and I was the first to gulp it down. I needed it, dirly.“It’s been locked for years. No one else from the alpha family had died ever since Caine lost his mother. So there has been no use for it,” she said. I passed the phone back to her, leaning back into the chair. “So, what now?” Alyssa asked, watching me closely.I exhaled, my fingers tracing the rim of the glass. “If Bryan’s grave is in the royal cemetery, then who the hell have we been dealing with all this time?”Alyssa’s brows furrowed. “You think it’s a cover-up?”I nodded. “It has to be. The timeline doesn’t add up. If Bryan was buried all those years ago, then the person claiming to

JASMINES POV Luna Lilian moved cautiously, her long cloak trailing behind her as she approached another grave. The dim torchlight barely illuminated her features, but I could still make out the tension in her stance, the way her shoulders stiffened when she arrived at her destination. Alyssa gripped my wrist, her nails digging into my skin as we held our breath. Neither of us dared to move. Lilian knelt beside the grave, brushing her fingers over the stone before sighing deeply. Her head tilted slightly as if listening for something in the night air. Then, she whispered, “It wasn’t supposed to come to this.” Alyssa and I exchanged glances, one with so many unspoken questions. My heart raced faster than earlier, and I could even hear the beating of Alyssa’s heart. Lilian stood up, flicking the torch twice. My eyes darted towards the direction of her focus, sticking to that spot like I was waiting for someone too. “I think she’s expecting someone,” I muttered, and Alyssa’s han