Chapter 59HardinYes, I did feel like I was the clown in the life that I had been living. My fears were there, with my suspicions that was growing daily, but I did not want to believe that Lisa would be anyway connected to the death of my mother. She was her twin, and they were always in good terms all the times that she came around while I was little. So what happened now?“I killed your mom, yes, I am saying it out loud. And I regret not killing her earlier, I should have done that when we were still little so that she will be dead and long forgotten.”Lisa’s words kept on replaying in my head, and I had to shut my eyes to stay sane. I only managed to open my eyes when I heard Russo’s voice and I turned towards the door. “Answer me Lisa,” he repeated. “Did you have much luck trying to kill Camila?” His growl was very much domineering this time, and it took all the effort for my wolf to not cower. Lisa was already fidgeting, and in a split of second, Dad was unto her, pressing h
Jasmine“Where exactly do I start from?” That was the exact question that played out in my head ever since the guard walked into the room with what would have been a good news, if Lisa’s well-being was not necessary for my mother’s survival, but now a bad news and my lips could not part to even release any words. “What?” Russo was the first to blurt out, “Lisa is dead? How?”“She definitely killed herself!” He added, as it was obvious that none of us knew the answer to his first question. “She was such a vile woman, I hate that I even trusted her in the first place,” Hardin finally spoke, and as my eyes wandered between the both of them, I was left wondering if any of them was actually talking about the real issue at hand. Lisa had killed herself, and we still had not gotten hold of the antidote for mum, or at least had an idea of whatever could help erase the poison in mom’s system. “How about mom?” I managed to speak out, asking no one in particular. My eyes were wet, and I had
JasmineMaking my way back home in Nadia’s car, as Hardin could not stay around to take me back home because he had to attend to pressing issues and had only convinced me to come to school on Dad’s instructions, I hissed endlessly. “What is it? I’ve been asking and you’re not saying anything. Is everything fine at home?” Nadia asked, and I shook my head. It was not the best answer, as I had been the one to call her attention to me with the way I hissed. But I doubted I wanted to add my problems to one more person. The last person that I had just talked to, Lorenzo had only added more problems to me. But putting my mom’s condition first, I had to accept the creepy condition. The thought of it still ate me as I quietly stayed in Nadia’s car. And even as it was necessary that I tell her about my mom’s health, and I did not want to accidentally add the part of Lorenzo’s offer so I decided to keep shut.“Drop me here!” “Here?” Nadia’s question came. “But it’s still a distance from yo
Chapter 62HardinMaybe it was the way Camila's eyes were bright with life and Jasmine's with joy. Maybe it was the way it looked like oxygen had finally reentered my father's lungs when he saw that Camila had gotten better. But I could not stand it for obvious reasons. It did not mean that I hated them, well that was exactly what it meant, did it not? I was so jealous of the fact that my mother had not survived it. Because if she had, she would still be here, smiling at me, holding my hand and chastising me for being so uptight and irritable. If she was here, then maybe I would not be as unhappy as I was. I needed to leave. The talk of celebrations were getting to me and even though I had contributed my part to ensuring that Camila was well and she had shown her gratitude over and over again, I did not have it in me to participate in a party. Not when every time that I saw Camila on that bed, I remembered the desperation that I had felt everytime my mother deteriorated instead of
Chapter 63Jasmine"Seeing your mother laying on that bed reminded me of mine. She used to be the strongest woman I know and one day, she fell sick and she never recovered. I wonder if I could have been able to save her. That thought keeps me up at night, that if I was older then or more sensible. That maybe, just maybe I would have been able to save her. And that maybe she would still be here with me. And everytime I go to her grave, I ask her if she forgives me for being too young to rescue her."I had no idea why Hardin's words stuck to me long after we had returned from visiting his mother's grave, a request that I had made that still surprised me because I was not expecting him to say yes or even take me there."Thank you." I whispered when I got to the door of my bedroom after we arrived back at the house and when he paused and looked at me, it felt like he wanted to say more. But he thought against it and nodded, walking down the hallway and entering his room. I could not deny
JasmineMy vision felt blurred as I stared at myself in the mirror. I felt confused and angry at the same time. Why did he have to continue taking advantage of me that way? It had been weeks since the incident but somehow, I wished that Hardin had actually changed."It is probably not happening,” I muttered out, rather sad, and took a piece of tissue to clear my nose. I washed my face in an attempt to somehow free my emotions and then I walked out from the bathroom.I needed to think up something. Hardin didn't understand the consequences of what he had done. I did not want to care if the full moon effect took a toil on him. There was nothing that I could actually do, it dawned on me. And as I tucked myself into the duvet trying to sleep, I hoped that somehow I was going to forget that Hardin had released into me that night, and that I could not take any pill to prevent whatever effect that might arise as the last thing that I wanted to do was to visit the pack doctor to get pills.
HardinDad was right, not like I could deny it. It was really okay for him to worry about me finding my mate, and maybe the reason why I flared up so much whenever he talked about it was how I badly avoided the talk. I did not want him to keep on mentioning that I was mateless though it was a sad reality that was catching up faster with me than I could imagine. My inauguration ceremony as a wolf was in a month’s time, and if I did not have a mate as at that time, then the position of the Alpha might as well be taken away from me. “Fuck!” I cursed, slamming my hands on my car’s steering wheel. School was over for the day, but for some reasons, I wanted to stay away from home. I had been driving about the pack, and frustratedly, I parked by the roadside to clear my thoughts. The pressure from the elders was not something that I could handle and I understood that it was the reason why Russo was pushing so much and just maybe, it was not because he hates me. I drew out a cigarette f
Jasmine"You did great today, Jasmine. You don’t have to look so down. It's progress." My instructor said when she saw the disappointed look on my face and even though I nodded in response, walking to the tree to grab my bottle of water and towel to wash my face, I could not help but feel a very large sense of sadness because I knew that I had been so close to shifting. I had felt it in my bones and in that split second, I had transformed, and even though it was not even completely, I had seen the claws. I had felt my sight sharpen, I had felt everything around me change, my sensations heightening and then before I could blink, it was gone. Like it never even happened. "You did good, Jasmine." My instructor said again and she smiled as she came to sit beside me where I was currently seated, at the foot of the tree. "How do you get over something like this? How do you continue to not give up hope? I was so close and now it felt like I had only imagined everything." I said, my lips