CHAPTER FORTY

NOAH’S POV

“What is she doing here?” I ask sternly, once I see Jasmine walking majestically into the heart of the battle, looking as though she is blind-sighted to all the heads that keep rolling with each second.

“I’m not sure Alpha, but I can sense that the vampires are on their way here,” Brian, a werewolf answers, clawing the heads off two dead souls simultaneously.

“I instructed them to stay put until I gave an order, do you think she went against this?” I ask, but he doesn’t get the chance to answer when Jasmine walks up to us, clearing the lot of dead souls in her path, severing their heads from their bodies.

“Ask me directly Noah,” she says fiercely with a glare which has me wondering where the tender look she had in her eyes moments ago when she saw me, went to.

“Jasmine,” I say simply, not knowing how to begin an explanation while snapping the necks of three dead souls in a second.

“Save it for now, but know that later, you will explain why you didn’t want me by your s