Please be patient with the development of the story. Let's put everything in place. I won't give spoilers, but it will end well for our favourite characters.🤗🙏🏾
Aeron The call to Jasmine put me at ease. I was apprehensive when I realised that I would have to linger in Woodland; hearing her voice over the phone had chased away all the fog my past had brought to my life. I still couldn't shake the uneasiness I felt about Monsoor and Laila, but only time would tell.Qusack entered the living room and sat opposite me. We were still waiting for my father and uncle to arrive. The moment they come, I would excuse myself. I didn't mind driving through the night to get back to Riverhead. Somehow, I felt my date with Jasmine was interrupted, and waking up beside her was something I was looking forward to. Qusack sighed and looked at me."Miss the princess?" he asked me, and I looked at him, making sure I had no expression on my face."Nikolas and Mathias are on their way back to Forest," he said, and I didn't know why that was news."I see it doesn't bother you. Anyway, once your father and Uncle arrive, you can return to Riverhead tomorrow. I hate to
~Jasmine~ Frozen was the best word to describe my state after my parents had dropped the bomb on me. An arranged marriage? "Jasmine?" I heard my mother say, snapping me out of my thoughts. I looked at her and tried to smile, but I couldn't. "I see you are spooked," She said, making a smart observation. This is one time I wasn't ashamed of showing my emotions. "Little one," My father said, and I looked at him too. He looked a bit worried. He better be. They had somehow turned what was supposed to be a happy homecoming into a nightmare. "When did you two come up with this arrangement?" I asked. I needed to know. "Well, we went to check on Mathias's progress in Peakland, and Natasha and I got discussing," My mother said with a smile. "And you decided pairing me with Cyprian would be fun," I said with a curt tone, and she froze. "Jasmine," My father said with a warning tone. "No, Father, I have to say something. Did anyone tell you who to marry? Don't you trust me to make a decis
Jasmine The mark on my upper arm made me afraid to fall asleep. Ivory joined me in my bed, and she was silent, too. She had done something that I didn't know she was capable of. She had created a venue in my mind and used it to calm me enough to pull me out of my dream. This was beyond knowing people's feelings and seeing their thoughts. What was happening to my sister, and what was happening to me? The fact that I did not know who I could discuss this with troubled my soul. "Maybe Aeron would have an idea," Xia said, just as clueless as I was. I doubted Aeron could help me, but I would need to share with someone before I go crazy. I wondered if Mathias was experiencing the same thing or if it was just me. Ivory and I stayed up until it was dawn. We prepared for the morning, and when it was seven-thirty, we headed to the private dining room to have breakfast with our parents. Aunty Ania and Lisa were there with our mother. Our father wasn't there. Our mother said he was attendin
Aeron I didn't give it much thought initially. While I understood that I should stay in Woodland until our task was complete, it was the second day away from Jasmine, and the longing for her was intensifying. I realised just how much I missed her when Mathias arrived. Despite him being my best friend, whom I had missed dearly, I felt no temptation to stay. Mathias showed up at the Alpha's house looking exhausted and sleepy after a long drive from Peakland in Hill, down to Riverhead in Forest, and finally to Woodland. Earlier that day, I had spoken to Jasmine over the phone, unaware that Mathias was on his way. After a brief exchange of brotherly greetings, he almost immediately passed out due to exhaustion. When morning arrived, I was eager to catch up with Mathais and set out for Riverhead. However, Mathias declined to visit Monsoor and Laila, opting instead to address issues with the arsenal. There were ongoing thefts in Woodland that required investigation, and the king had assig
Aeron Not long after I woke up, I realised that Jasmine might be caught in a nightmare, too. I attempted to shake her awake, but she remained unresponsive. "Fire," she murmured, and memories of what Mathias had told me about her childhood resurfaced. He had mentioned that she used to suffer from nightmares frequently. Since he hadn't brought it up in a while, I had assumed it had stopped. However, considering they no longer shared a room, and both Mathias and I had distanced ourselves from her, it made sense that she kept it to herself. No wonder she didn't pass judgment on me when I had a meltdown at Riverdale; she was likely trying to empathise with what had happened to me. I tried to rouse her, but she remained unresponsive, seemingly trapped in her dream state. Frustrated, I got off the bed, fetched water from the bathroom, and sprinkled it on her face. She gasped, jolting awake, but as she continued to stare ahead, oblivious to her surroundings, it was evident she was in a tran
Jasmine. The alcohol was causing me to lose control, but the reality was that Aeron was undeniably attractive, and my body was already reacting to the sight of him. My pussy clenched uncontrollably while I tried to keep my thighs together to alleviate the ache in my core. He wasn't just a wolf god; he embodied a magnetic allure. He was a sex god. The intricate tattoos on his skin complemented his muscular physique. His firm muscles flexed as he approached me, stirring a desire within me to run my hands along every inch of him and experience the sensation of him enveloping me. I recognised that even if those desires were fulfilled, it wouldn't be enough. I craved this man intensely, and somehow, he seemed aware of it. After restraining my desires for so long, I was prepared to embrace them fully now that he had finally made it happen. "Are you waiting for me, Princess?" he asked me, and I nodded, speechlessly looking at his happy trail, eager to see his huge cock. I could see he was
Mathias "Hold him to the ground and keep him there!" I barked, my voice carrying the weight of urgency as I directed Alpha Adams' men to secure the suspect we'd just apprehended. The air was thick with tension, and the gravity of the situation hung in the balance. We were dealing with a thief, someone involved in the illicit act of stealing weapons from our stronghold in Woodland. Our kingdom had become a fortress, a necessity born from the threat that loomed ever since Gaddafi and his family arrived. My father, alongside the other two Kings, deemed it their mission to ready ourselves for the impending battle. The catalyst for this fervent preparation stemmed from the horrifying events that unfolded on my Uncle's land, the King of Snow. I had learned about the near-destruction of the small army my Uncle led to confront the mysterious visitors who had washed ashore. Just two individuals had caused such chaos, leaving an indelible mark on Snow's defences. It was this unsettling
Mathias "Have you seen the visitors?" my father inquired, and I shook my head, indifferent to meeting Jutros from Pictoria, acquaintances of Aeron's in the past. Beta Qusack, sharing my sentiments, assured me they were harmless. That was good enough for me. I knew Aeron had something to discuss with me, and I hoped he would open up when we returned home. "Come on, let's see them and then head back home," my father suggested, and I found no grounds to argue with him. Once we settled into the car, my father noticed my subdued demeanour. "You've been acting strangely since we left Peakland. Is anything troubling you, son?" he inquired, his concern evident. Not knowing how to articulate my feelings, I decided to be honest since he had asked. "I know Mom is worried about Jasmine's social life. Any parent would be. Ivory is the only friend she's had in a while, and I believe it serves a purpose," I admitted, letting out a sigh. "Most people aren't kind to her, and I can tell you it'