Sebastian's POV“Fuck!” Jasper yelped and took a few steps backward. Mr...”"Don't speak," I whispered an order to his hearing. The stillness of my voice made it as clear as the wind blowing over a still ocean that I wasn't messing around. And he would comply if he valued his life at the very least. “Can you at least put that away?” He gasped. It was obvious he was totally terrified like he would pee on his pants in about a matter of seconds. Werewolves and silver were like predator and prey, and it was obvious who the predator was. Even though it was just a piece of metal, I was also terrified, because, one wrong action, and I would be dead and gone up in ashes. “Jasper...” I tried to exert self-control I had barely an hour left, and his stupid ass was cutting into my time. “...Retrieve the damn footage and hand it over.” I gave a clear instruction. "Do not make me repeat myself. " I passed a stern warning. With my last words hitting him hard, he sat on his seat to begin workin
Jasmine’s POVMy phone buzzed and I picked it up to look at the notification. It was a message from 'Dick Head’ which I apparently used to save Sebastian’s contact. In my defense, I was been lenient with him, names like; demon, and beast... described him best. "Not again, asshole." I sighed for the umpteenth time. "What does the asshole want this time around?”Now that Asher and I were having an understanding, I would be an ass to spoil this good thing we have going. After the interrupted family fun time, Asher only began to open up and acted normal, recently. To be honest, I loved every moment of it, and I wasn't about to put an end to it. There was another part of me that was curious to know what he had up his sleeves this time around. I was kinda desperate to know the state of things with my father, if he was truly dying, and needed my presence. If only I had his number, I could have called myself. I guess there was always a part of someone that was troubleshooting. “I should ju
Sebastian’s POV“What are you waiting for, Jasmine?” I groaned. "You have no choice... Stop fighting it.”I sighed nonstop as I looked at my blank phone screen for the umpteenth time. It was over an hour since I tipped Jasmine, and she was yet to come running... Why was she this difficult? Damn! I sighed again. “Oh, Jasmine.” I scoffed, aware that she might be playing the tough girl game. "It won't take long, you will be my damsel in distress, and I, your knight in shining armor.”“Sadly, this is like a bone in your throat... One you can't spit out.” I smirked. "You either swallow it and live with the complication from the bruises, or choke on it.”I had to forget about her, even though I couldn't stop expecting her calls. You wouldn't fault me, I was the one with a dying father who made a ridiculous wish. But then, the key to a perfect shot is knowing you are the game. When it was the right time, she would come to me, for now, there was no need to beat myself. “I'll be here... wai
Sebastian’s POVJasmine in my house?It was a mixed feeling, I was both happy and stunned. I was still clearly in shock at her surprise visit. When she unapologetically brushed me aside and gained access to my space without my permit, I turned and watched her sway her hips as she shoved got in and comfortable in my home. Weird indeed. “Arghh.” I sighed softly. They had stopped my happy mood abruptly before I got soaked in my state of euphoria. But surely, the celebration would double after she left the house, plus, she was the reason for the celebration after all. And for a job well done, I need another bottle of champagne. Maybe three bottles, or four or five... Just not one. "Is there a problem?" She asked from inside. "Are we interrupting any of your silly activities?”Now, Jasmine, I need to make you bow down to me as you should. I have had enough of her incessant mockery whenever she had the slightest chance to. Jeez! Someone needed to caution her, for fuck’s sake. But for no
Jasmine's POV“I'm gonna mess that bitch up.”I was furious as I marched to Dr. Kylie's office. She was simply a witch! A freaking which! It was bad enough that she did that to me when all I did was be cheerful when I could, and most of the time drank water and minded my business, but trying to ruin my friendship with Liam, was unforgivable. The hospital’s gossip wasn't one thing to look forward to, it was better to be a fly on the wall than mingle with those sadists, but I was about to give them the show of a lifetime. If only I was smart enough, I wouldn't have listened to Dr. Kylie’s words no matter how desperate I was to know what was going on. "Hey... Hold up!” I exclaimed on seeing the wretch walk down the hallway towards me, with folders in her hands, like the Saint she made others see her to be. Sucker!“Hey. Dr. Ross.” She flashed me a grin. The loser had no slightest idea her cover was already blown. I tried to not ruin the surprise I had in store for her with my reactio
Jasmine's POVAngry bird; Bloodshot eyes, stern look, heavy breathing, hardened veins that were pulsating so hard like they would rupture. He looked scary. To be honest, I lacked words to describe the furious Brady I was looking at. Both hands behind his back, he paced about his office in silence, and occasionally stopped in front of me to stare me down, with disgust in his eyes. “Here.” He tossed an ice pack at Dr. Kylie, that he took out from the freezer compartment of his refrigerator. The pack landed on his desk, just in front of her. She took it and examined it like it was her first time dealing with ice packs. I simply sighed, wishing I could smack the pack on her already swollen face and cause more harm. "It would help as a cold compress, constrict your blood vessels, and decrease the bleeding...” He was basically ranting. "... and also the swelling. I know you're learned in the field.” He sighed. Dr. Kylie nodded, giving her baby look, thankfully, she looked like the ass
Liam's POV“Is she crying?!” I whispered beneath my breath. She noticed I was gawking at her and tried her best to not keep an eye contact. Even at that, I stole glances at her occasionally. One thing was certain, she wasn't just in a bad mood, but she might be sick or angry. “Why is she crying?” I couldn't stay out of her business and turn a blind eye to her predicament. It was hard staying put in my seat, and restricted to my side of the office when Jasmine seemed to be in a terrible state. It was about three minutes ago when she barged in and couldn't keep eye contact with me. And next, she began to sniffle occasionally. “It’s none of your business,” I told myself silently. My too-caring-to-a-fault brain needed to hear those words a thousand and one times. She had said that to my face when we fell out recently, I didn't need any reminder to stay off her toes. “Oh... Brady...” I stopped myself from picking a fight with my boss in my head. "It's not your damn business,” I repea
Rylee's POV“Oh, my poor baby,” I whispered as I hurried up the stairs. "I'm coming to get you.” I was momentarily blind as I paid no attention to anyone or anything while juggling up the flight of stairs. I promise I will never forgive anyone if anything bad should happen to Liam. I had watched him face the legions after his life and career in a gentlemanly way, but it was high time I stepped in and saved the day. "Ouch." A familiar voice whimpered when I bumped into her. Her cry was so sharp that I snapped out of my head and swiftly turned to see who it was, and also with an apology on my lips. “I'm so...” I trailed off on seeing it was Jasmine. She was carrying a box that was clutched to her bosom. To be honest, she looked beyond moody... miserable was the word and it wasn't because I was trying to sound like a bitch, or make her seem bad. “Hi.” I greeted awkwardly and slowed down my pace, unsure if I should just ignore her. She caught me by surprise and I didn't know how be