Jasmine The wedding day had finally come. Ironically speaking, my parents made sure it took place on the date we had originally selected. Even though I was pregnant, I wasn't showing yet, but I was excited. Since Aeron told me about the kings’ offers, I have been glad. It meant I wouldn't be too far from home. I was glad and nervous at the same time. My mother, sister, Zarah, Julia, and Margrette were with me while I prepared. Yes, you heard me right; Zarah, Margrette and I reconciled and decided to let bygones be bygones. It is great to have them as friends. Zarah wasn't as bossy or snobbish as she once was. In fact, she was the most fun person to have around. She was helping me with my make-up, something I suck at doing, and she was doing a good job. She told me she had always wanted a sister. I guess she got one now, and she would be an aunt soon. Aunty Rukky walked into the room with all smiles. Her twins were with her, and even though she looked a bit frail, I was glad she was
Five Years Later Aeron I sat in the midst of a garden of wildflowers in New Pictoria, a place that had once been a barren desert but now thrived and bloomed, thanks to the magical fire I possessed. The prophecy had unfolded, and my life had come full circle, bringing me to a point of perfect contentment. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting hues of orange and pink across the sky, my eyes traced the playful scene before me. My twins, Ellie and Adam, chased each other around with unbridled joy, their laughter echoing through the air. A fluffy little puppy named Maxwell, named in jest to tease my Beta Mansoor, joined the playful chaos. Jasmine, wearing a serene blue cotton gown, approached me and took a seat beside me on the grass. I couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of the moment, a dream that I had once envisioned—albeit one that Stasia had invaded and tried to disrupt. Yet, here I was, surrounded by the laughter of my children and the warmth of Jasmine by my side. "
PASTAeron: 10 Years OldJasmine: 7 Years Old."Hey, princess! What are you doing here?" I asked. Jasmine was sitting alone on the park bench in the palace's yard. She usually stayed by herself when she was feeling sad, and I wanted to know what was bothering her.Normally, she'd watch me play ball with the others or ask to join in, but we never let her because we didn't want her to get hurt. I was just being protective. "Go away, Aeron. You're not my friend," she said. I guess she believed that because I usually played with her twin, Mathias."I am your friend too, Jasmine," I insisted, but she wasn't having it. "Then why don't you let me play with you?" she asked with a cute pout."It's rough, and you might get hurt," I explained. She frowned at me, saying, "But you play with Mathias, and he isn't hurt!" She loved arguing her point, so most of the time, Mathias and I just agreed with her to move on."The other kids don't like me, and that's why you don't want to play with me," sh
JasmineI woke up in the morning panting. That stupid dream that haunted me in my sleep had somehow returned. It wasn't about the King who had a fire, but this time, I was trapped in a dark forest held by vines with thorns. They pierced my skin, dug deep and held me in place. A strange voice whispered 'Scream', and once I opened my mouth to scream, I would wake up. The dreams had been consistent for the past three years. At least, this was the tenth time I would have the dream this year. The disturbing part of it was that it wasn't scary. I loved the vines; I loved the pain and the darkness. I felt comfortable in it. It didn't scare me like the man with fire. The dreams about the man with fire scared the life out of me. In the absence of our parents, my sister Ivory would stay in my room, adding an extra layer of security. I didn't have any objections to sharing my bed with her, but a temporary bed was arranged for her. It was collapsible, ensuring it wouldn't be an obstacle when
Jasmine"What is your itinerary for today?" Aeron asked. A question he had never asked me before."What do you want to know?" I said, sipping the orange juice and savouring the taste."Well, I heard there will be a party in town. You better not be there, Princess," he said with a cold voice, and I felt shivers down my spine. The guy was scary. How can our father trust such an unhinged guy? Yeah, his wolf was special and all, and he was very strong, so fucking what? It isn't worth him scaring the shit out of me all the time. I hate him."Or else what?" I asked him, looking straight into his eyes. Instead of an answer, he gave me a sick-looking half-smile that appalled me."You are sick," I said, and the smile disappeared as if it weren't there. "Maybe I need your medicine," He said with a husky voice while looking into my eyes with his dark orbs.I clenched my thighs together. Sometimes, my body betrayed me around this guy, and this was one of those times. A slow smirk showed on his
AeronI waited at the door while I listened to be sure Jasmine wouldn't be going anywhere. After an hour, there was silence in the room, and I decided to call it a night. I was angry, frustrated, and turned on. I could smell her all day, and she remained in my face taunting me every fucking time. I needed to ease up, so I decided to take Candice up on the offer. I wasn't lying to Jasmine when I said I had memorised what Candice wrote on paper. My memory was good like that. It was photographic, and I never missed a detail. My wolf was still raging inside from the proximity I shared with Jasmine. She drove me nuts sometimes, and she had hit a nerve with me today, but I also found her daring behaviour attractive. Too bad we wouldn't work.I believe I was nineteen, and she was sixteen when I noticed her. Her wolf had come, and I noticed her. I just knew we couldn't be friends anymore. My sister was the first to notice it, and when she told our parents, my father gave me hell for it.
Aeron We arrived at the palace, and I carried Ivory in my arms into the palace. The sunglasses were still on her face to conceal the unnatural shine of her eyes. It was the same as my aunt Rukky's. No one knows what caused it, but people like them were special and had special abilities. Their births usually take their mother's lives, earning the name Ghost Eyes, but Queen Aliana survived the birth of Ivory. I hoped no one saw the eyes or it would be a problem because the King and Queen had kept it hidden all these years. It was a family secret, and Jasmine had just carelessly exposed her sister. Jasmine followed behind. I entered the room and tucked Ivory into bed. I sat by her bedside and tried to calm her down. "It's okay, little one. You are home now," I said to her gently and took off the sunglasses. Ivory turned to the side, and I knew she would sleep it off. I got up to leave. I couldn't even look at Jasmine. She was twenty- one, for fuck sake, and she behaved like a te
Aeron I remained with Jasmine, waiting for the ache to subside. She must have been given a high dose. The thought alone made my blood boil. The water wasn't doing anything for her anymore. I carried her out of the bath and helped her dry up with her towel. Razor kept growling in my head. I could smell her arousal and her wildflower scent, and I fought my wolf and body from attempting to help her out. I was very hard at that moment, but I wouldn't take advantage of her like that. After I had placed her on her bed, I returned to the bathroom to tuck my cock as best I could so it wouldn't show. I returned to the room quickly, and she was writhing on the bed. I looked over at Ivory, where she lay. She was knocked out cold. They definitely must have given her something, too, just not the same thing that was given to Jasmine. I went to sit by Jasmine's side and gently tried to stroke her hair. I could not wear her my shirt. I had it on all day, so I rushed to her closet to find some