Jasper After ensuring that father and brothers were safe and in good hands, I turned my attention back to Nicholas. I was trying to not let his words affect me and let him blabber. Seeing that I was still standing rather calmly, Nicholas peered intently at me and then his gaze traveled to my hand that was holding Celia’s. “This bitch, she is the reason for everything and-” In the next second, he was dangling by my hands, and my fingers were digging into his throat. “I warned you the first time to stay put…” I growled, but Celia came running to me. She was tugging at my sleeves, but I was fuming in rage. “Please Jasper, don’t fall for it. He is purposely making you angry so that the courtiers' attention will be diverted from his attack on your brother.” “I don’t care…” I spoke and my nails sunk into his throat, slicing the flesh as hot blood began to trickle down my arms. But Celia kept pleading and tugging at my arm. “Please, you have to listen to me. Let go of him. Make him co

Jasper Nymeria finally came running towards us before I would yell her name the third time. She was panting for breath and clutching her chest while sweat glistened on her forehead. “The entire kingdom must have heard you by now” She said, while taking a few breaths to calm herself down. But before she could ask why I was shouting her name, her eyes fell on Vasil, who was slumped to the floor. “What happened to him?” She ran towards him and checked his pulse. I raised an eyebrow, “He has one?” Nymeria bit her tongue and immediately took his hands in hers. She surveyed his injuries and frowned. “This does not look good,” She muttered while Celia gave her a look of concern. “Is he going to be okay?” Celia asked, her voice cracking a bit while Nymeria looked at Jasper. “Make someone bring my purse, now!!” She screamed and before I could scream, one of the guards lying at my feet scrambled up and hurriedly dashed outside. I only looked at the two women with a raised eyebrow and

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

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

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