All Chapters of Revenge on Blackmoon Pack : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Jasmine’s POV When I woke up from my exhausted sleep, it was already dark outside. I felt sated and spent. Completely and utterly satisfied and unable to move due to how comfortable and exhausted I was. I turned to the other side of the bed to find it empty once again. Once again, I had woken up alone in our bed. However, I was too tired to think deeper on what that could mean. Regan had explored every inch and dip of my body and had brought me to heights I had never known existed time and time again. I had lost count of how many times I had cried out his name as I ascended new heights. I had never imagined that anything would have felt like that. And if that had felt incredible, I wondered what fully mating with him would be like. I felt a blush heat my cheeks as the memory of earlier in the day flooded through my mind. Before I could think on it further, I heard the door to our room crack open to reveal my mate. He came in with a tray filled with food and

Jasmine’s POV The darkness that surrounded me was familiar. I knew for certain that I had, not for the first nor second time, passed out once again. However, this time was different. As I gained consciousness, the first thing I noticed was the pain in my head. It wasn’t so bad that it was unbearable, but it was quite easy to notice. I tried to observe if I could feel pain anywhere else on my body but other than the ache in my head, I felt completely fine. Slowly, I opened my eyes, blinking at the brightness from the windows that illuminated the room I laid in. I was in a strange room, although something about the room looked familiar. Slowly, I moved my head to the side to see that the room was indeed familiar. I was in one of the rooms in the healing house. I looked towards my other side to see my mate still asleep, holding onto my hand with both of his. A smile pulled at my lips as I watched his handsome face while he slept. It was my first time seeing hi

Jasmine’s POV I and Lena had finally spoken. We talked late into the night and eventually fell asleep around the late hours of the morning. Regan had not returned and I knew it was because he knew that Lena and I needed each other. It was another reason why I loved him. He was very thoughtful and always put my needs before his. When Lena and I woke up the next morning, we held each other for a while before leaving the bed to go about our daily routines. Lena returned to her room and I washed us before Regan returned. When he finally did, he knocked once in the door to let me know he was coming in before pushing the door open and entering into our room. I took one look at his face and knew that something had happened. “What has happened?” I asked, making my way over to him and taking his hand. He simply shook his head, a sad look on his face that worried me. I pulled him over to the bed and gently pushed him to sit, before taking my place beside him.

Jasmine’s POV. When I finally saw Luke, a part of me was relieved that the only thing left from his wounds was a faint scar, though I would have preferred that he didn’t have one to begin with. He didn’t sit with us at our table as he usually did. Instead, he walked in, whispered something into Regan’s ear that made him nod, before serving himself a plate of food and taking the said plate of food to a corner of the hall with no one else. He sat on an empty table by the window and ate, going through some papers as he did so. “If you wish to speak with him”, my mate suddenly said from beside me and I turned my worried gaze from where Luke was seated towards him. “You can go to him”, he said, not looking the slightest bit upset that his mate’s attention was elsewhere. “I am sure he would appreciate your company even if he doesn’t know it”, he said, giving me a nod of approval. I smiled at his words and pushed back my chair to stand to my feet. Then I bent to kiss his cheek b

Jasmine’s POV It was even better than the last time. If I had thought that the last time I had been with Regan was incredible, then there were certainly no words to describe the act of mating. I had only felt pain for a brief moment when he finally joined us as one, but the very next moment was blissful. I had lost count of how many times I had cried out his name in my release as he took me to heights that were indescribable again and again. When he finally joined me to ascend the heights and we cried out each other’s names, I suddenly started to feel a burning sensation on the side of my neck. “Regan?!” I cried out his name in alarm at the intense sensation of heat, as if the side of my neck was on fire. “What is happening?” I asked, worry making my voice start to tremble. He separated our sweaty bodies as he pushed off me, holding his weight with his elbows on both side of me as he peered down at me in concern. I immediately turned my neck to the side to show it to