All Chapters of MY SECRET MATE: LOST MEMORIES.: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

JASMINES POVMy heart stopped at his words. The wine glass slipped slightly from my fingers, but I caught it just in time, my pulse racing like a runaway train. My mother stiffened across the table, her face a mixture of shock and anger.Ezra smirked, clearly enjoying the reaction he’d provoked. “Oh, don’t look so surprised,” he said, leaning back in his chair with a casual air that contrasted the weight of his revelation. “You didn’t think I’d invite you here without knowing every little detail, did you?”“How do you know about that?” I demanded, my voice trembling despite my best efforts to stay calm.Ezra raised an eyebrow, his smile widening. “You forget who I am, Jasmine. I know everything.” He boasted. He was about to drink from his wine glass when he paused. “I almost forgot…you’re not the one who knows me. It’s mother…the hero lady,”“What are you doing?” My mom slammed her glass on the table. “Why did you call us here, Ezra? Are you aware that you’re being haunted by the seek

JASMINES POVThe elevator doors slid open, and my father, alongside Rican—my mother’s new husband—stepped into the room. Relief flooded my chest as their imposing figures filled the space. Ezra’s smirk faltered, his grip on the gun tightening as he registered their arrival. “Oh…great. The perfect party. Old father, new father, what a lovely way to get the dinner going,” he smirked. It’s been years since I saw Rican though. I almost didn’t recognize him because his one scanty goatee was now full and spread to the sides of his face. He looked more muscular than the last time we spoke, and I saw reasons why my mother wouldn’t leave him. “Come this way,” my father extended his hands towards me. I grabbed my mother's hand too, and together, we crawled out of our hiding. “Hey,” Rican hugged her. I saw the desire in my mother's eyes to know how they linked up, but this wasn’t the right place or time. “I came late, I guess.” Rican blurted, as his claws extended. “You arrived just in tim

JASMINES POVI didn’t know if I should walk up to him or stand by and watch where he was going. It felt awkward, seeing him him here. He made a turn to the left, leaving my sight immediately. I attempted to go after him but froze mid-way. “We probably shouldn’t be seeing each other at this moment…” I thought. I retraced my steps back to Caine’s room. With a deep breath, I pulled the knob and strode in. I froze at the door when I spotted Lucy. She was sitting at the edge of the bed, tendering to his legs like she owned that part of his body. “Lucy,” I called with a heavy breath, forcing a smile to hide the gut-wrenching pain that struck my heart. “I didn’t expect to see you here,”“Jasmine,” she called in return, slipping out of the bed, being careful enough not to wake Caine. He looked so peaceful at sleep, and I wondered what must have gone down the past two days of my absence. Lucy’s eyes darted to the flask in my hand, and she smirked. “Figured someone had to take care of him

JASMINES POV I sat in silence at the back of the car, my eyes fixed on nature's scenery outside the window as the car drove down the road. We passed the pack house, heading for the alpha mansion. Even with my gaze fixed outside the window, I could still feel the sheriff's eyes on me. The one time I stole a glance at the rear, I caught him staring. He didn’t even care if I caught him, his eyes didn’t waiver for the slightest second. The air was getting tight and thick, making the car space uncomfortable for me. I shifted uneasily in my seat, trying to ignore the intensity of the sheriff’s gaze. My wolf growled faintly in the back of my mind, sensing my unease. The car finally pulled into the long driveway leading to Alpha Morgan King’s mansion. The estate was as grand and imposing as I’d heard—tall iron gates, perfectly manicured lawns, and a towering structure that seemed to loom over everything around it. As the car came to a stop, the sheriff stepped out first, opening the do

I quickened my pace, my heart racing in my chest. The narrow street stretched ahead, dimly lit by flickering streetlights. The sound of my footsteps echoed off the walls, and so did his. My mind raced with panic, trying to figure out what to do next.I glanced over my shoulder again. He wasn’t even trying to hide it now—his eyes locked on me, his pace deliberate and steady. My stomach twisted in knots as I realized I couldn’t outpace him like this.I ducked into an alley, the shadows swallowing me whole. My breath came in short, shallow bursts as I pressed my back against the cold brick wall. I strained my ears, listening for his footsteps.There they were. Closer now.“Fuck!” I cursed under my breath, bursting into a race. I reached for my phone mid-race, but I couldn’t get a view of my screen with the amount of wind seeping into my eye. It slipped out of my hand and fell, bringing me to an abrupt halt. One mistake I made. As I bent over to pick up the phone, he caught up with me,