Was Jasper too harsh with Nicholas or did he deserve such a death?
CeliaI closed my eyes shut and placed my hands on my ears to drown out the noise of Vasil drinking blood from someone alive while the person’s blood curdling screams echoed through the hall.I was shaking in his embrace and had my face buried in his shirt.“Celia,” Jasper softly whispered in my ear, but the screams of Nicholas and the noise of the blood gushing out of his neck were still ringing in my ears.I did not want to turn around and look at Vasil. But Jasper kept nudging me.“Celia, hey, look up”When I still did not budge, he cupped my face and made me look up at him.“It is over,” Jasper whispered, and he placed his hands on my shoulders to turn me around.My eyes were still closed, but I half opened them, fearing that I would see Vasil behaving like a maniac.But he was standing straight, looking at me with a happy face.“V-Vasil,” I spoke, and he raised his hand to wave at me.“Hey there, look it is me”Vasil said, and I finally opened my eyes completely. Nicholas’ body l
Jasper I could not fall asleep before checking on my family’s well-being. Nicholas had put all my loved ones in jeopardy in a room full of people, so I was beginning to question what security measures should be taken to strengthen the safety of those living inside. Nicholas and Branden were only two of the people who hated us, but what if there were more secretly plotting our demise? Not that they had to wait for long. My father was ill, and my brother had just been injured. It was only because of the guards’ quick thinking that Draken was still alive. I wanted to spend some time with them, talk to them and if they were asleep, then maybe just wait for them to wake up before having a little chat with them. With a nervous expression, I first headed towards my father’s room. A lot more security was added around his room, presumably by Edriel, and I felt happy that he had thought of it. I decided to meet him later. The guards promptly stepped aside on seeing me and let me in. In
Jasper“What?” I blurted out as Matron kept looking at me intently.“She is your best friend," you said. She is beautiful, smart and she is a very very good healer.”I could not understand where this was going.“She is all of that but I do not love her. Why would you even propose such a thing?”Matron came forward and looked me in the eye. “Prince Jasper, marriages, especially those of royal princes and princesses almost always happen because of political alliances, not out of love.”I furrowed my eyebrows, “And what political alliance are you trying to achieve here?”Matron looked around and Father switched his side while sleeping again.“Let us go to another room.”She promptly began walking outside and I followed her to the door. I didn't even want to discuss her absurd idea but she placed a firm hand on my wrist and almost dragged me to a near empty room.After getting into one of the meeting rooms that Father mostly used, she closed the doors and pulled me towards the windows.Th
JasperThough I could not even think about anyone else except Celia, Matron’s words somehow made sense. Would she not want a mate who could give her all the love she desired and cute little kids?I was cursed to never have either, so was I selfish if I snatched that from her? Vasil was just a friend to her, but the mate bond, though artificially planted by someone, had made her feel things.What would happen when one day her real mate showed up? Will she still be able to reject him?Confusing thoughts began to torture my mind and for the first time, I desperately felt the need to find a cure to my curse.I had not really cared about it or how it would be the end of the Lycan race, but now I did. While thinking all this, my feet automatically carried me to Draken’s room.I knocked on the door and took a peek inside to see him seated on a chair, looking outside the window, apparently deep in thought.“Drake, how are you feeling now?”He did not immediately answer, but he gave an audible
JasperNymeria wiped her hands on her dress hastily and added, “To be honest, I wanted to talk to you about the curse and something else too.”“Go on” I added but she pulled me close.“Not here, let us go in someplace else” She added and then we began walking down the muddy path.On the way, we passed the small water body on the right, one I had not visited after dragging Celia to it again.She looked at the lake and muttered, “We can talk here, there is nobody around”I nodded and we walked towards the calm place.“About Vasil and his condition…I think there is a powerful spell put on him and someone is controlling him like a puppet, making him do things he does not want to.”“We had been thinking that for a while now” I reminded her.But she pressed on, “No that is not the only part. This person….whoever is controlling him, he seems to be very very interested in you.”“In me?” I raised an eyebrow.Nymeria nodded, “Yes. And I am trying to figure out just what could be your connection
CeliaWhen I woke up the next morning, I expected to be lying in the bed alone. But I felt the warm embrace of Jasper and lazily shifted in bed.My eyes felt heavy and I tried to open them to some extent. I saw the blurred outlines of the window and the curtain that was fluttering in the wind.Jasper’s arm was around my waist and I had one of my legs thrown on his hip while my face was buried in his chest.Had I slept like this all night? I tried to pull away and slowly get up but his hands curled around my waist again. I smiled at that and pushed the hair falling on his face away from his forehead.There was drool on his chin that I wiped off with a thumb and could only keep staring at him fondly.Whenever I woke up, he was usually gone and I would wake up to a bright sunlight shining in the room and Grace knocking on the door.So it felt nice for a change that he was still in bed with me. I raised my hand and my finger traced his jawline, scratching the delicious dusting of stubble
Nymeria The last few days had been very tough and draining for me. I had been nonstop from my home to Jasper’s and it would not be wrong to say that I had almost half-shifted to Jasper’s home. The fae palace, despite all its glory and luxury, somehow always felt empty to me. I always longed to meet Jasper and talk to him. My feelings for him had blossomed over the last few months, especially when I saw him hurt, but I had sensed it long ago that he only had eyes for Celia. And thus, I had stepped back, not wanting to get in between them. Jasper was the only man who had not looked at me with lust or had some wicked intentions of befriending me. With me, he was simply the person he was in front of others. There were no disguises, no filters, and no hidden intentions. And I loved that about him. So I would always want to spend more time at his place, being surrounded by the herbs and potions in the apothecary. Father would always ask me to meet suitors who would come from farawa
NymeriaVasil was smiling at me, and I could not help but keep staring at him. He was unlike Jasper, who always fascinated me.Somehow, I would always look for similarities with any man that my father brought inside the palace for me to meet.Jasper was blunt and straightforward while also being massive, but Vasil was the exact opposite.He was actually sweet, nice, and smiled a lot. They were polar opposites.But somehow I found myself wanting to spend more time with Vasil. These sessions with him had not just turned into a therapy for him, but for me too.We had sat at this same table, holding hands while he tried to remember who he was, who was messing with him and how to tackle the unknown magic.And as I heard stories of him talking about Celia and their childhood, I somehow found a common point.Even he had a best friend that he adored and had lost. I was not sure if he truly had any feelings for Celia or it was just the mate bond that would mess with him.But I knew he spoke of