Sebastian walked towards his mother and placed a hand on her shoulder gently.“It's alright, mum, you don't have to worry or think too much about it.”“How can I not when almost everything seems to be going down south? Everything seems impossible, and I am starting to doubt the possibility of us getting the throne from your cousin. You know how toxic he can be, just imagine when he finds out the truth, and we're both left in a losing end.”“I understand you, but I already told you that I have everything under control and nothing of such would happen, or don't you trust me again?”“It's not about trusting you, it's about what to do in situations like this. I'm sure you understand what Dylan is capable of doing.”“Yes mum, and why are you sounding like you've forgotten what I am also capable of doing? Look, you should let me handle it. I know what I am doing, but getting involved wouldn't solve anything.”Her eyes snapped towards him. “And what do you mean by that?”He immediately clear

The person was none other than the king and he made himself comfortable in a chair made right just got him.He was sarcastic and planned to help Sebastian under a condition that his mother didn't want him to know.Sebastian decided to let them be as he excused himself. It might be a long time since he came her but he was still familiar with the place and he knew some of his people were here. He just had to meet them.Sebastian knew that he couldn't do this alone. That's why he had gathered allies beforehand to take over the throne from Dylan. So, he contacted some men who he believed would be on his side. They agreed to meet him outside the pack walls, in a secluded area where they wouldn't be spotted.As Sebastian arrived at the meeting spot, he could see the men waiting for him in the distance. He could feel the tension building up inside him as he approached them, unsure of whether they would be on his side or not. But as he got closer, he could see the determination in their eyes

Jasmine nodded, her eyes darting around nervously as she tried to regain composure. She took a few calming breaths, closing her eyes and forcing herself to focus on her breathing. Finally, her lungs relaxed a bit, and the pain faded away, although only marginally.Dylan looked at her in worry and said, “try to relax.”She looked at him, tears welling in her eyes. “I can't breathe…” she murmured, struggling to speak.Dylan nodded. He knew exactly how she felt. “Just attempt to relax,” he instructed calmly. “Try to slow your breathing.”His heart constricted as she attempted to follow his instructions. He held on to both of her hands and continued to instruct her on how to breathe until she had calmed down enough. He felt terrible seeing her suffering and wished that he could resolve the issue, but he wasn't entirely sure how to do it himself. He was an empath, but didn't really know what to do.She shut her eyes tightly, tears flowing freely down her cheeks.As he watched Jasmine strug

As they made their way back from their run in the forest, Jasmine couldn't help but feel rejuvenated. The morning mist and the fresh air had done wonders for her. But her moment of peace was quickly interrupted as they stumbled upon Anitta.Jasmine noticed the jealousy in Anitta's eyes as she took in Dylan's drenched state. She could sense Anitta's disapproval of their closeness and felt a pang of guilt. However, she refused to let that get in the way of her feelings for Dylan."Good morning, Anitta," Dylan said, breaking the awkward silence."Good morning, Your Highness," Anitta replied with a polite smile.Jasmine could sense the tension between them and decided to break the ice. "Are you well, Anitta? You look a bit worried," she said, trying to sound friendly.Anitta's smile faltered for a moment before she regained her composure. "Oh, I'm fine, Your Highness. I was just thinking about the upcoming meeting. It's quite an important one, isn't it?"Dylan nodded in agreement. "Yes, i

Dylan looked at her with a confused expression. "What are you spouting?" He asked, looking down at her while she was still in his embrace. Jasmine tried pulling away from him but he tightened his hand around her waist."What are you doing?" She asked with a frown."What do you think?""Let go of me," she demanded."Answer me first," he said, leaving no room for arguments."Nothing, I just think you are very fast when it comes to moving on," she said again.Dylan frowned. "You actually think I find it easy to move on but you're technically wrong about that," he stated."How?" She asked."If you think it is easy to move on then what about my father's death? Do you think I've forgotten about that?"Immediately she heard that, she was tense and looked surprised. She wasn't expecting to hear that from him and what would it really mean? That she was part of his father's death and he still remembered that?.Dylan noticed her tense body and he leaned down and kissed the exposed skin of her s