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CHAPTER 41: The Man Called Glenn
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2026-07-23 20:01:33
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Her Alpha’s Kryptonite CHAPTER 172: Mine to Face
Jasmine’s POVTristan moved to follow me into the back room. I stretched my arm across the doorway, and he stopped.I looked at him sideways, holding his gaze for two seconds. I did not explain myself, and he did not ask me to. Whatever he saw in my expression was enough—the same expression he had learned to read in a midnight kitchen and a dark gym and a compound hallway after Jeff’s arm went wrong. After a moment, I lowered my arm and stepped through the door.Marshall was mine to face.This was not about power or punishment. I was not trying to prove that I could handle him without Tristan, and I had no interest in turning this into another contest over who was capable of protecting whom. The operation did not need a performance. Marc did not need a story about his mother winning a fight to feel safe. Tristan did not need to watch me settle an old account in order to believe I could stand in a war.Marshall belonged to a part of my life that existed before the operation, before the
Her Alpha’s Kryptonite CHAPTER 171: The Clinic
Jasmine’s POVThe door came off its frame at one in the morning.The crash jolted me fully awake, but by the time the first syndicate soldier forced his way through the gap, I was already on my feet in the center of the penthouse. My silver energy was fully present, humming beneath my skin and spilling into the room in a steady field of light—not the wild pulse of the market street, not the sustained rings of the binding circle, just readiness answering a threat that had decided quiet hours were the correct time to test a locked door.Tristan was at my right shoulder.Neither of us wasted time asking who sent them. Garth’s contingency did not require an introduction. The letter addressed to me had already told us how he preferred to speak. Soldiers through a broken frame at one in the morning was simply the physical version of the same message.The first two went down quickly. Tristan intercepted the one who moved toward him while I caught the second before he could reach the corridor
Her Alpha’s Kryptonite CHAPTER 170: The Battle Plan
Jasmine’s POVEight people sat around the table, the map had been revised about eight times.I knew because I had watched every revision, questioned every assumption, and made them explain each adjustment until the plan reflected what we knew rather than what we hoped would happen. The position markers had been moved, replaced, and moved again. Every route had been examined for weaknesses, every contingency tested against the information we had gathered, and every decision measured against what Garth was likely to anticipate. Tristan. Fabian. Abe. Wade. Randall on the link. Jeff when his arm allowed him to stand through a full briefing. Winton at the edge of the room, useful and not yet intimate. Me.I walked the perimeter of the table, touching each marker as I went.The eastern approach. The northern perimeter. The positions assigned to our people inside the operation. The routes that remained open if the first line failed. I ran through the logic of each placement, not because I ha
Her Alpha’s Kryptonite CHAPTER 169: Free Agents
Jasmine’s POV“I don’t know how to separate what he engineered from what was mine.”The words left me before I could decide whether I wanted to say them aloud.We were still in the gym, sitting against opposite walls with the space between us untouched. The room had grown quieter since I stopped hitting the bag, but the question inside my chest had not settled. It had been there since the conference room, since Winton confirmed what Abe had discovered, since I began looking back at my life and wondering how much of it had been arranged before I ever had the chance to choose. Matched set. Curse and suppression. A gala tilted until chance stopped looking like chance. My raw knuckles under wraps, and my silver pulses on dark walls. Rage that had somewhere to go and still left this quieter, harder thing behind.I had spent years learning to question everything. Every promise, every kindness, every door left open for me. I knew what it meant to have someone else decide what my life should
Her Alpha’s Kryptonite CHAPTER 168: The Heavy Bag
Jasmine’s POVI went to the gym alone, I did not tell anyone where I was going, because I did not want questions, reassurances, or anyone trying to help me make sense of something I was not ready to make sense of yet. The compound could hold without me for a few hours. Marc was safe behind doors Jeff had already bled to keep closed. The trap architecture around Garth’s letter could wait until my hands stopped needing somewhere to put what the origin records had done to the shape of my life. Abe and Winton could sit with their documents. Tristan could sit with the knowledge that his curse and my suppression had been engineered as a matched set by the same man who had tilted a gala night until chance stopped looking like chance.I wrapped my hands and started working the heavy bag.The first few strikes were controlled—the economy Tristan had built into me over months of training, contact points clean, balance under me, nothing wasted. By the time I stopped counting them, control had be
Her Alpha’s Kryptonite CHAPTER 167: Matched Set
Jasmine’s POVAbe and Winton stood over the documents spread across the conference table.Winton pointed to the origin record, Abe read it once. Then he read it again. He lowered the document and sat down heavily.“The curse and the suppression,” he said, looking at the pages as though they had changed beneath his eyes. “They were engineered together.”I stood at the end of the table, absorbing his words.The original curse placed on Tristan’s bloodline and the suppression designed for silver wolves were not separate acts of cruelty. They were a matched set, created by the same hand for the same purpose.The pieces rearranged themselves in my mind, and the shape they formed was worse than anything I had imagined. Not worse because it erased what Tristan and I had built since, the training, the binding, Marc, the choice to stop managing truth around each other. Worse because it meant the beginning had never been only accident and hunger and a frightened omega in a room with an alpha’s
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