Jasmine
Age fourteen.Why am I so nervous and why is my throat burning? And Goddess why does that strange smell, smell so damn good?When the doors opened the first thing I saw was a living room. And off to the right was the kitchen the walls were a dark shade of gray the cabinets were a dark blue. The dark blue sectional had red pillows on it. Weird color themes that’s for sure. I walked further into the foyer and headed down a dark non-lit hallway. Why is it so dark?The glass door at the end of the hall had an indoor pool behind it with some chairs. It was dark and I couldn’t see much. I opened the door and walked into the room, the chlorine smell masks that wonderful smell of this apartment type place. The pool had some type of led lighting that made the water glow a light blue. I was standing at the ledge and I turned with the sudden sound of the door closing, it was heavy so it couldn’t have closed on its own.A gasp left my lips when white eyes stared directly at me and I took a step back. I completely forgot about the pool behind me and I fell before my body could touch the water. A hand grabbed me and pulled me back. When I tried to pull away from him I somehow twisted and fell on my back with him crushing me…. At least I broke his fall.“Who are you?”Goddess those white eyes are terrifying.“You’re afraid of me,” His voice is deep, and to answer his question yes I am but I’m not about to say those words out loud.“No,” I lied but I think my breathing heavily gave me away.He chuckled low and helped me to my feet.“Follow me,” He said, walking out the pool area and back down the dark hallway.He stops in front of the elevator door and I step side him and…..there it is again stronger.I move closer to him and inhale my eyes close and drool falls from my lips.“Oh, goddess. It’s you, that smell is coming from you,” wrong thing to say before the air could escape my lungs I was backed up against the door of the elevator the darkness no longer covered his face.He was quite handsome. He's taller than me with dirty blonde hair and tattoos on both arms like sleeves and some coming up from the neck of shirt all the way to his ears, his hands, his fingers. The only skin you can see is his face. That's the only part that I can see that isn’t covered with tattoos.The redhead that Tyson was talking to was here to see him. I have no idea why I feel so jealous right now. I don't even know but I am jealous…crazy jealous.“That girl, the redhead. She was here with you?” I bit my tongue the minute the words left my lips but I couldn’t stop them. It was like word vomit.“She was,” He said, anger boiling through my veins but I said nothing. I only looked away from him.He lifted my chin so that I was looking at him.“No need to be jealous, she’s not you,” He said, butterflies danced around my stomach.Does he feel this too?I had to get closer. I want…no I need to wrap myself in that delicious smell and crawl away so no one can find me.I leaned into him and inhaled and oh, goddess did he smell so good. I felt different. My head was fuzzy and my teeth felt funny in my mouth. He grunted when suddenly I sank my teeth into my neck and the sweet taste of metallic sang as it hit my tastebuds. I moaned in delight.I pulled him closer into me. His fingers pressed deep into my hips. I need to stop but it’s so good it tastes like Iron but it’s so damn good.He fisted my hair and pulled my head away from his neck. I licked the rimlets of blood from my lips and my eyes zero in on the drops that’s leaking from the two holes In his necks.Am I a vampire?“You tasted me, now it’s my turn to taste you,”Taste me? How could he….My body trembles only to freeze when he slides off my underwear and his finger rubs across my folds. Such a small act had my body feeling strange.He kneeled and looked up at me.“Please don’t. I’ve never..” I started to rant.“Shh, relax I’m your mate.” He replied.“Roses,”He muttered.Roses? My mate? My dad said you can’t find your mate until you're sixteen so how could he know that? And oh my..my eyes roll back In my Head with every swipe of his tongue a moan left my lips and as my legs begin to tremble, he stops.You gotta be kidding.He grabs my hand and pulls me to a computer and pushes my thumb against a scanner.“Now you can get up here whenever you want. You have to go, your mother is going to check on you,” He said, pulling back to the elevator doors.“But I have so many questions. I don’t even know your name,” He pushes me onto the elevator.“Dimitrius,”“I’m….”“Jasmine,” He cuts me off as the elevator closes and begins to move.I think he kept my underwear.I crawled into bed. I know mom will be here soon to check on me. How can my parents expect me to give up my mate? Dimitrius..I can’t believe I have a mate and I don’t have to wait to find him.The reality of what I was doing finally started to sink in. I have to marry Cato and when I do the pain from the mate bond will hurt not only me but Dimitrius. I never cared before but now that I’ve met him and I have this strange feeling towards him and this obsession with his blood. I can still taste the iron flavor on my tongue.I hadn’t realized I had started crying until mom walked in and held me yelling for my dad to come quickly. I wanted to tell her nothing was wrong, only the pain of losing Dimitrius.I grabbed my heart. I can’t hurt him.“My chest hurts,”Those words were all it took for my mother to rush me to the hospital.Dimitrius When first time parents find out they're expecting a baby they take all cautions to baby proofing the house to showing that baby unconditional love. Parents are supposed to love their children no matter what. Werewolves are born with great abilities for hearing, seeing, and shapeshifting and strength like no human could ever possess. If you're a werewolf and you're born with all these things then you’ve got everything needed to be great and your parents will show you off to the world to make your name known but if you're born without one of those things your disgrace.That’s what I am, a disgrace to the Mortaga family name. My parents are so ashamed of me they told everyone that I died after my second birthday. They never bothered to help me when I was struggling to walk, change my clothes or learn how to read and write in braille. I had a full time nanny that raised me until I was old enough to do things for myself. When I was twelve my father Tyson made this whole third f
Staring out the window as we pass by the tall trees that stretch out with most of the driveway. The familiar castle is barely noticeable until you cross over the hill, the forest line is much closer than ours back home. Being the first daughter of the King and Queen a lot is expected of me and sometimes it’s so overwhelming my heart palpitations remind me to slow down.The only upside to visiting here is that I get to see Dimitrius. I haven’t seen since my party last week, since he killed that gawn that attacked me. One of my fathers men found his body in the woods. I was shocked when I learned the man Dimitrius killed was Mancer Seagan, the head warrior. If he was that easy to kill he wasn’t much of a warrior and his students more than likely need to be retrained. I couldn’t say anything to my father when Uncle Bane told him it looks like someone is targeting the kingdom by hitting us in the area that’s the weakest.We used to have strong warriors, everyone feared them, but that was
Dimitrius The good thing that’s come out of being blind is my other senses heightened. Touch, smell, hearing. Every sound bounces off the objects and echoes off the walls and I can pinpoint exactly the direction the sound came from. Jasmine's texting on her phone and the way her fingertips touch the screen it patterns loudly in my ear.It's both a curse and blessing at times. It’s crazy how when the brain knows your vision is shit but it forms different ways of seeing. I can see sound waves from the noise’s around me, I can’t see Jasmine herself unless I tap into my Lycan but the sound waves I can see, it’s like a vibration in my vision that looks blue when a sound is made. Touching, feeling things is what I do mostly to find something if it’s misplaced which is why everything in my house is placed to my orders so I won’t have to search. Using my hands to find something -or anything makes me feel less of man.Her voice is soft like a melody I could listen to all day, as she hums ly
JasmineAge sixteenI don’t get it. My parents told me when I turned sixteen I would meet my wolf but today I woke up to no wolf. I just don’t understand it. Cato is coming by to see me today, to congratulate me on getting my wolf. I haven’t seen him for a few months. He was supposed to show up to Ginger's sweet sixteen party but something happened and he couldn’t make it. Now I’m going to have to tell him and everyone that I don’t get my wolf.Maybe the Mortaga’s will change their minds about the arranged marriage?“Jasmine,” I look up and smile when I see my dad coming over to me. He has a small box, his hand and smile spread across his face. “Happy birthday,” He said, handing me the box.“Open it,” He encouraged.I untie the bow and open the lid. Inside the box were a new pair of diamond earrings….the ones I told my mom I wanted. But even seeing these beautiful earrings I couldn’t feel joy not when my whole world was about to crash and burn.My dad frowns.“Were they not the ones
Jasmine Age sixteen.The whole ride to the Mortaga’s kingdom Ginger never said a word. Cato offered to bring us back to his kingdom so we could get ready for the party, Sofia and Winter didn't stop fighting the whole time and their voices alone gave me headaches of the constant bickering. “You can get ready in your rooms, my mom still has some things to do before the party and she needs my help,” Cato tells us before he rushes down the corridor. Winter and Sofia waste no time in getting up the stairs to get ready, this is the biggest party because Mia has invited so many guests. Thank goddess, the more people the easier for me to slip away. Ginger was still quiet once we were alone in our room. And the silence is killing me but I have a pretty good idea of why she’s acting like this. I’m going to be marrying her mate.Cato doesn’t know Ginger's his mate yet she won’t find this out for another two years. This has got to be painful on her knowing and not being able to share the kno
Since I did a great job at the meeting my father thinks I’m ready to take on a bit more responsibilities at the palace. I’m excited but also nervous that I might screw things up. I want to be better than the leaders before me do things that've never been done before. I don’t want my portrait to be just hung on the wall beside my fathers just because I’m the Queen, I want to earn my place and be hung on the wall of history next to my family before me. I know something big is going down or my father wouldn’t have called for me and Cato to join him and Tyson in his private office. Cato doesn’t seem nervous but then again it’s Cato we're talking about the boy who always has to have things together with his father watching his every move. In my opinion Cato was not ready to be King and the way he’s been running his kingdom has me worried more about the merger with arrogance like his. Cato never thinks before he acts and that can lead us into a war of trouble. “The wedding will be taking
I’ve tried. I really did. But I can no longer sit and be ignored. I’ve tried to talk with Cato about these Rogue king rumors and that’s what I believe they are rumors. But like always Cato ignores me. I’m planning on going to the Mortaga’s kingdom and giving Cato a piece of my mind which is why I’m waiting for uncle Bane to leave his office so I can inform my dad where I’m going. As I wait my phone buzzes and I grab it. It’s a text from Dimitrius when I see his name my heart starts to pound in my chest. He hasn’t been answering my calls or texts and it’s starting to bug me because I have no idea why he’s being a jerk and ignoring me all a sudden. Dimitrius: for the last time Jasmine, leave me the hell alone.A piece of my heart withers and I fight back the tears that’s been threatening to fall. I have had so much on my mind lately that I can’t even think straight he was the one person I thought I could count on, but I was wrong.“Jasmine. You can go in,” Uncle Bane says, and I nod
The stories my mother would tell me about mates as a kid made it sound so nice and I couldn’t wait to be able to find him. I would dream about a mate that treated me like a princess and worshiped the ground I walked on. A mate that made his love known to me every second of the day, held me tight and kissed me with passion like mama used to tell me about. The moon goddess failed me.On my sixteenth birthday when my wolf never came,My dad always said I was a late bloomer, that gave me hope. But with each passing year my wolf never came. Even my dad realized it and stopped giving false hope when my heart would break when the wolf I longed for never came. A twist in fate. I do have a mate. I found him when I was fourteen even though I was too young at the time to know about my wolf but something about him lured me in. The sweet smell of his scent drove my taste buds crazy….the moment his blood entered my mouth I knew. I knew that he was my mate and that day I learned I have some of my m