JASMINE
The next day, Saturday, I worked the early shift and got out of work at 1:30. It had dipped below freezing and snow flurries were falling from the sky as I walked to my car. As I walked past the sub shop toward where I was parked, I noticed two familiar faces inside. Luke and Lucy were seated across from each other, Luke's hands on top of Lucy's on the table between them. I stared, the two of them lost in their own world and completely oblivious to the fact that I was gawking at them through a huge window.
A person looked up at me that was sitting directly in front of the window, clearly wondering why I was staring creepily into the restaurant. I turned away and continued walking. Once again, I began to wonder what it would be like to have this as the rest of my life—forever competing for the attention of Luke with my former best friend and mother of his first born.
I drove home to an empty house. My parents had gone out. I went up
BLAKE I was in the middle of eating soup that Connie had made that day for lunch when I heard the mindlink come through. Jasmine. I felt all the hairs on my body stand up. The way she mindlinked me, it was pure, primal fear. I tried to force a link back to her, to try to get more information, but it was blocked. She must have been too busy concentrating on whatever scared her to accept the mindlink back. The fact she could mindlink me made it clear she was in her wolf form, a hint to her whereabouts. I instantly shot up and ran outside, mindlinking the seniors that were normally on duty at this hour, having almost memorized the schedule by now. “Did anyone see a young pack female wolf pass through the border recently?” I didn’t know how much time I’d have, so I ran outside and ripped the clothes off my body, heading toward the northern border, that being my best bet based on recent events. As I ran, I mindlinked Luke, “Northern border, now. Jasmine’s in trouble.” As I ran, Mike min
JASMINE I awoke on Sunday morning feeling much better than I had when I initially arrived at the clinic. The deep gashes that the wolves had put into my body were no longer straining with agony. I brushed my hand along one of the cuts to find it was just a scratch. I lifted my arm to examine myself and was pleased to find that my wounds were all well on their way to fully healing, just shallow red, dried, fully closed cuts. My leg was still sore when I moved it, but not to the extent it was the night before when the pain was excruciating. I still probably couldn’t walk today, but maybe tomorrow. A nurse knocked and subsequently swung the door open. Upon making eye contact with me, she exclaimed, “Ah, you’re awake now! Good! Let me bring your breakfast and medication in then.” She immediately disappeared and returned a few minutes later carrying a tray. She adjusted my bed so I was sitting up and set the tray on the bed so I could easily eat from it. Before she left, she said, “Your m
BLAKE I was alone in my office, seated at my desk, when my father barged in. Before he even spoke, I could tell he was in a bad mood. His face was red, eyebrows furrowed, and hands clenched in tight fists. I had come to recognize when my dad was going to blow up over the years, and I knew he wasn’t just coming in for a friendly chat. He stormed in, stopping in front of my desk, and banging his fists down on it. “What’s this I hear about trespassers being killed on the spot?” he bellowed. I sighed. “They technically weren’t trespassing.” “I don’t fucking care about technicalities. They were clearly the same assholes who have been casing this place for at least a week. And now we have no fucking clue what pack they’re from or what their motivation was. What was the first fucking thing I taught you about trespassers?” I shook my head. I knew I fucked up, and it was not surprising that my father was pissed. Everyone knew to interrogate first, kill later. I’d made a rookie mistake. It
JASMINEWhen I woke on Monday, I could feel that my leg was finally fully healed. One of the doctors came in to check me over and cleared me to leave. Luke picked me up and drove me home. My parents were already gone by the time we got there. After he parked in the driveway, he followed me as I went out back to where I had left my clothes and keys before I had shifted days earlier. I then walked to the back door to unlock it. "Would you like to come in?" I asked."Yes," he replied, following me into the kitchen. Once I shut the door, he wrapped his arms around me. His body was warm against mine, the sparks it emitted provoking my muscles to tense and my heart to beat rapidly, my whole body becoming aroused. As soon as his mouth touched mine, I pressed my pelvis against him in desperation. After pulling apart, I dropped everything in my hands onto a kitchen chair. He then grabbed me again, pulling me tightly against him. I used my free hands to to
JASMINE On Wednesday, I was supposed to return to work, but Valerie cancelled my shift, saying I needed more time to recover, and she'd see me on Saturday. I tried to argue but she wouldn't hear of it. Not wanting to sit around, especially with my leg now being fully healed, I went to the gym. I decided to avoid leg exercises just in case. I began with several minutes of stretching followed by different floor exercises. First, I worked on my core by doing crunches, Russian twists, and planks. Then I transitioned to pushups, seeing how many I could do in three minutes. When I was on the second minute, I sensed a familiar scent and couldn't help but smile. I completed the last minute of pushups and finally fell to my knees and looked up. "I see Miss Alpha's already back in action," Blake smirked at me. "I'm starting to think you're stalking me." "Okay, this time it wasn't a coincidence. I saw your car parked out front as I was passing b
JASMINE On Thursday afternoon, I ran to the grocery store, a list in hand that my mom had left me that morning. I was in the produce section when I spotted them. Lucy and her mom were together, walking the store. But that wasn’t what bothered me. She was wearing a dress. And not just any dress, but one that was tight on her body, revealing every imperfection. Since Lucy had no imperfections, she’d normally have no problem pulling it off. Except for, of course, that her belly had popped. On any normal person, one could easily assume that maybe she had eaten too much. But Lucy was not a normal person. No, she barely had an ounce of fat on her body, and it was obvious that her normally flat stomach was no longer so. No, she was very clearly pregnant. I watched as she rubbed her belly, wandering the store with her mom, sociably greeting other pack members as they shopped. I quickly turned my carriage, and flung myself down a different aisle, trying my best to avoid them. It was not a la
JASMINE"What's going on?" he looked at me."Can we just park somewhere and talk?" I asked."Okay, let me just drive further down where there aren't any houses around." He put his car into drive and drove ahead until he reached a forested area and pulled over. Then he turned to look at me, taking my hand. "Jasmine, what happened?""My parents know.""You told them?""No.""How did they find out?""Because Lucy has made it completely obvious. My mom's basically president of the pack rumor mill. She got texts from all her busybody friends at work today. So, I basically got ambushed as soon as my parents got home.""How did they take it?" He took my other hand in his so he was holding both my hands now, looking intently into my eyes."How do you think they took it? Not well at all.""What did they say?""I don't know. It was weird. My mom told my dad she would call her brother and nephe
BLAKE On Friday morning, I was alone in my office going through different financial reports that the accountant had left me to review. A knock at the door broke my concentration. When I looked up, I was surprised to see my mom in the doorway. “Can I come in?” she asked. “Of course.” I waved her in. She softly closed the door behind her and walked over to give me a hug and kiss me on the forehead. Then she sat down at a chair in front of my desk. “Blake, I need to speak to you about your father.” I groaned. “What about him?” “I know your father’s very difficult sometimes, but I would like for you to make an effort to work with him. He has a lot of experience with running the pack and going to war, and, quite frankly, you need his help. It’s not that I don’t have faith in your leadership skills. It’s just that you are still new at this position, and everyone needs a mentor when they’re first starting out. I couldn’t have succeeded as a doctor if I didn’t have more experienced docto