Chapter Fourteen

JASMINE’S POV

I stare at the male in front of me in surprise and all I can think of is the fact that he looks very familiar.

“ Priestess?” I ask Noah, who is glaring daggers at him because I don’t understand what called for this entire over-submissive behavior.

“ This is Malakai, the werewolf you enslaved, he is bound by your aura.” He says to me, regarding Malakai who hasn’t lifted his head for a second since he got into his kneeling position.

I run my eyes over him, assessing his entire feature as I try to piece together my memories, and the first scene my mind rests on is when the gold band had gone around his neck in the street.

Curiously, I move my eyes to the exact place where I remember the band resting on and I let out a gasp in shock when I see it on the exact spot it was, glowing brightly, but rather than looking like a band on his neck, it looks like it is imprinted on his skin, and not an attachment anymore. My palm immediately covers my mouth in horror if the realit