Hey, lovely readers 💜 I know I’ve been giving you a lot of Jack’s POV lately, and I’m really sorry if it feels like too much. But I promise, it’s important—I didn’t want to rush his side of the story. His pain, his rage, and his search for Kali all play a big part in what’s coming next. That said, this is the last chapter from Jack’s POV (for now 😉). The next chapters will return to Kali’s perspective, and I can’t wait for you to see what she’s been going through. Thanks for being patient and sticking with me. You’re the best 💫
I take her hand and give it a gentle squeeze. “Jasmine… don’t be too hard on yourself. You can’t choose who you fall in love with. Your heart couldn’t help falling for Fury. He’s a good man, after all. And deep down, you just want to be loved—truly, passionately. You want that bond back so badly, so
I wring out the cloth and press it gently to Jasmine’s forehead, the steam curling upward like tiny ghosts in the dim light. Her skin burns beneath my touch, damp from the heat. She’s curled up on the bed, her breaths uneven, strands of hair plastered to her face. She looks so small—too small for so
The ride is quiet. Fury stares out the window, lost in his own thoughts. Jasmine sits beside him in silence, her hands folded tightly in her lap. I don’t say anything, pretending not to notice. She’s processing, and I know better than to interrupt that kind of heartbreak. Eventually, the carriage
Fury falls to his knees. “I was too late,” he whispers, voice barely holding itself together before it shatters completely and his shoulders shake. My chest twists painfully as I watch him grieve. Once a proud warrior, now a mighty Alpha—reduced to a broken boy. He makes no attempt to hide it, no
I stay still, letting him speak. “He used the Queen’s necklace. The real one. Not the illusion. During the fight, it glowed—pulsed with this… black energy. I expected it to burn him. He’s not royalty but it didn’t.” I stiffen. “It didn’t burn him?” “No,” he says darkly. “It fueled him. Like he wa
“When is he going to wake up, Doctor?” My voice cracks despite my attempt to sound composed. I try to hide how terrified I am, but I must be failing—because the doctor gives me a look that says he sees right through me. “It’s been over five hours… and still nothing.” I haven’t moved from Fury’s sid