Chapter 22Hardin's POVI knew that I had a temper. Hell if anyone wanted to describe Hardin Morales in one word, it would be anger. Rage.Perhaps it was because I was the son to an Alpha and would be one myself. It was easy to explain the burning rage that I felt beneath my skin everyday as it pushed me to shift into my wolf form but I knew that many things made me upset also because I was highly irritable. And among the things that topped the list of people and situations that made my blood boil, Jasmine topped the list and I could not even explain why.Sure I hated her and everything that she stood for because of her mother's marriage to my father to the point that I had involved my aunt, Lisa which I still didn't know if it was a good idea, considering that it gave my dad more reason to side with his new family and place me as the villain in his fairytale.But the rage that had clouded my vision when Alex had taken a picture of her in that skimpy little dress sitting beside Brent

Chapter 24Jasmine's POV"Is there a reason why you're staring at Hardin with daggers in your eyes?" Nadia asked me at lunch and even though I shrugged, I hoped that he would look at me and see just how much I was angry at all of the events of the past week.After the incident in the closet where Hardin had showed me just how he would handle me standing up to him and calling him out on all of his bullshit behaviour to my mother, I had thought that it was the worst thing that could happen.And that was until Russo travelled a week ago for a Summit in another town.It should not have been a problem that Russo was leaving for a week.But the problem was that he was not taking my mother with him, which should have also not been a big deal except the fact that thanks to Hardin, his aunt Lisa who had absolutely no respect for my mother had seen it as an ample opportunity to treat my mother like she was the dirt beneath her feet.First, it had been subtle, like stylishly calling her a tramp

Chapter 26Jasmine"So for your assignment which is due tomorrow, you are going to be working in pairs." Miss Smith, our homeroom teacher announced and there were collective groans but my mind was far away from the class because I was still stuck in last night's incident.Lisa had accused my mother of purposely making food with ingredients she claimed that she was allergic to, even though according to my mother, Lisa had never told her anything about it.It had been such a huge scene with Lisa crying and indirectly calling my Mother an attempted murderer while Russo had tried to dissolve the situation as fast as possible.The worst part was that my mother had believed that Lisa had told her about the garlic allergy initially and she had forgotten about it, allowing the guilt to nearly swallow her but I knew better.I knew better because as Russo had attempted to escort Lisa up the stairs away from the dining room, she had given my mother a covert smile that made me want to go and pu

Chapter 28Hardin's POVMaybe I should have not just gotten out of bed and gone to school today, I thought again when I saw Lorenzo standing right in front of my door.From him all but joining the lacrosse team which meant that I had to see him almost everyday now, to him befriending Jasmine and now showing up in front of my house. It was hard to believe that all of these were just coincidences and that he was not just planning something.My face deepened in a frown as I tried to process the entire day. Still, Lorenzo remained in front of the door and I realized that I wasn't truly imagining him there.I didn't know if Lorenzo was just clueless or he was really trying his hardest to behave like he could not see that I clearly did not give two fucks about him but his smile said it all.He probably just did not care.Well, he was certainly going to have to now that he was standing in front of my house.Cracking my knuckles and reminding myself to show restraint because the last thing I

Hardin's povEver since the day that Jasmine said those words to me, I felt like a part of me had become numb. As ordinary as it seemed, my pride got bruised a million times just from her words. And it hurt me more because I was beginning to feel something for her.Like I had always thought, though in a different kind of way, Jasmine was different.Right from the time she talked rudely to me, and challenged me back there at the cafeteria, to that day, more than a week ago. No one had ever said the things that she said to me.Now, because of her again, my performance at lacrosse match was visibly poor that the coach had to ask me to take a day off.She had constantly filled my mind, with her words reverberating in my head.Suddenly, I heard the steps of someone following me and I could sense a panty breathing, but I did not stress about it as I was too tired to check who it was.Just as I turned around the corner that led to the locker room so I could change up, the corner of my eyes c