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~Kalean’s Pov I was already used to it. "We had matters to attend to," I replied evenly, keeping my hands clasped loosely behind my back. He looked at me with eyes that mirrored my own. "Matters? You mean the girl you brought back with you to Ravenwood?" He stood up, leaning his palms on his desk. "You turn twenty-five in a few months, Kalean. The Coronation is upon us. You need to get a Luna of our choosing, a queen from the high aristocracy who can command the pack by your side, not that little girl I smelled back at the entrance, not an unknown wolf from that school which you should have wrapped up by now, only the moon goddess knows why you boys keep dragging it," he muttered the last words, his voice moving from high to low. His disregard for Jasmine felt like an insult against our bond. "She's our mate, Father; we have marked her," I stated clearly, not even asking for his permission. His jaw tightened. "Thankfully she hasn't marked you personally, so you
-Kalean's POV-I left Jasmine’s room, my mind filled with thoughts about everything that has transpired lately. I rolled my shoulders, feeling my Lycan tattoos stretch across my back and down my arms, I was the only one marked this way, these dark lines were not merely for design, they were a reflection of the brutal training I had endured and received since I was a child. As the firstborn of the triplets, the crown was my burden to bear; my father had meticulously ensured my beast nature was honed into a weapon. Everyone in the territory feared Kane, my wolf. He was notoriously ruthless with strength that I kept suppressed every now and then, right now , Kane was snarling, pacing relentlessly at the corners of my mind. He wanted blood…the blood of that sick bastard who rejected our mate and caused her to lose touch with her wolf, our little mate, was not only smell-blind but unable to transform. I clenched my fist, trying to keep my claws from protruding, if I set my eyes on hi
~Jasmine~ "Back in the Crested Mountains," I said lightly. The trauma was still there; heck, I was still being haunted over and over in my dreams. I was so far away from crested mountains but the horror followed me everywhere! I gripped my own arms, feeling cold all over. "We need to get Rivera the healer to check on her. She would be able to know how to help her get her wolf back and her sense of smell," Lucien suggested. "To do that, we will need the royal seal from Father. That is the only way to summon her quickly," Kalean stated, lost in deep thought. I was getting confused now. Why involve the King so soon? "Why does she need to be summoned with a royal seal? Weird! she can't just be called to come check on me tomorrow?" I asked. "Rivera is not just your usual healer, Jasmine. She possesses rare power and treats only high-ranking supernaturals across the realm. Rumors have it that she even sees visions," Caspian clarified. "I see," I replied as a ray of hope began to ap
~Jasmine~When the Princes claimed me as their mate that morning in the penthouse, I was frightened because I knew… I knew…. this would one day happen I was bothered I had lost my sense of smell after my first rejection. I took a deep breath, testing the air around me again. Nothing. I couldn't pick up the scent of the three powerful werewolf princes standing right in front of me. I couldn't reach my wolf, and I was unable to transform into my wolf nature. I closed my eyes, searching for the familiar warmth of her in my mind, but there was only a cold, dark wall. Then, I knew what I was running from, it was from this, this look they were giving me right now, like they have just heard the most unbelievable thing ever. Their jaws were tight, their eyes wide and completely still. Which werewolf can't transform into their wolf? Which werewolf can't use their sense of smell?I rubbed my chest. I still keep wondering why this happened to me, why me?! Why that night of the full moo
~Jasmine~ "Stay the fuck out of my head," I added, glaring fiercely at him, I immediately placed a mental block in my mind. My thoughts were the only private sanctuary I had left in this overwhelming place, and I deeply dislike him violating that space without permission. "Show-off!" Caspian muttered under his breath, "I'm sorry," Lucien spoke softly, I began to feel guilt for yelling at him. He was only trying to reassure me, to comfort my insecurities, I sighed. "I just can't help it, Jasmine. You hardly say your mind aloud, so you can't blame me for checking in on you," Lucien added gently. Well, try growing up in a house as hostile as mine and see if you can say your mind whenever you feel like it, I thought quietly. Silence and absolute compliance had been my only reliable defense for years, a situation where speaking up only resulted in punishment, you learned to swallow your thoughts and become invisible, old habits they say were hard to break, more especial
~Jasmine~As soon as we stepped foot inside the castle, my steps faltered. The sight before me was a bit frightening in a good way. I felt incredibly small. The architecture was deliberately designed to intimidate anyone who walked through these royal doors, and it was working flawlessly on me. Every design seemed to radiate absolute authority, wealth and power."Wow, this is breathtaking," I commented as Kalean stopped beside me to watch my reaction."Close your mouth," I heard him say bluntly, I snapped my mouth shut. I could not even blame myself for this raw reaction, the grandeur was absolutely overwhelming, I heard a deep chuckle, then turned to see Caspian laughing at my clear shock."Do you like it?" Lucien whispered, coming to stand closely beside me."Like it? I love it!" I replied in reverence. My voice was small as I was still taking in the beautiful scene. Whoever decorated this throne room possessed perfect vision. The queen, I assumed. Judging from our brief e
~Jasmine~ "Come on, Kale," Lucien says calmly. "Don't go scaring her. Let's reason this out like adults." I heard his footsteps coming closer as he was speaking, he sounded so rational, so measured, but the truth is even with the calm voice and the harsh one they were turning my entire world
~Jasmine's Pov ~ I woke up the next morning tightly snuggled by two guys, one on my left, the other on my right. Caspian had his arm over my breast, while Lucien’s hand draped over my waist. There was absolutely no space to move. My mind went back to the event of the early morning on the
~Lucien’s pov continues ~ He knelt right before her on the floor and dragged her PJ pants down, slipping them down her long legs until she was completely naked before the three of us. We feasted our eyes on her body, taking in every inch of her soft, smooth skin and those slender legs that we wan
~Lucien’s POV~ I stood feet away from Caspian, staring at the broken remains of his yellow mug on the floor. The sharp pieces were scattered across the tile, a clear show of the mess he always made when his temper got the best of him. It was stupid and childish to me that he was flaring up like







