Semua Bab Mate Bond Brawl: Fighting For The Rejected Luna: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Ramon's POV The mansion is still heavy with the lingering presence of the three ancients. Tharros Blackfire, with his eyes like molten embers and an aura that reeked of brimstone; Arinthal Starweaver, whose very presence bent the light around him as if he were a living paradox; and Kaiden Nightwalker, the infamous rogue alpha whose power pulsated like the rhythm of a battle drum. They had stood there, claiming Jasmine. My mate.It’s been hours since they left, and yet my mind is still racing. I should be calm, and strategic but the rage bubbling inside me is hard to suppress. It’s not just the arrogance they radiated, or even the way their gazes lingered on Jasmine like they had a right to her. It’s the fear beneath my anger that’s eating away at me. Because for the first time in centuries, I don’t know if I’m enough.I’ve fought wars. I’ve defeated enemies far stronger than me, outmaneuvered the Council itself, and clawed my way to the top of the vampire hierarchy. But nothing has p

Ramon's POV The tension in the air is suffocating. I sit in my study, surrounded by the ancient tomes and artifacts I’ve collected over centuries, yet no amount of knowledge can prepare me for the storm brewing around us. The arrival of Tharros, Arinthal, and Kaiden has thrown our fragile balance into chaos.Their claims to Jasmine as their mate... I can barely stomach the thought. It takes every ounce of control I possess to remain civil in their presence, to keep from tearing into them and ending the farce once and for all. But I can’t. Not yet. Not when their power rivals mine, and not when Jasmine is already grappling with so much.Jasmine. Her name is a balm and a torment all at once. She doesn’t see it, but I watch her closely. The way her shoulders tense when one of the ancients enters the room, the flicker of uncertainty in her eyes when they speak of bonds and ancient connections, it infuriates me. Because I can’t protect her from this.I rake a hand through my hair, pacing

Jasmine’s PerspectiveThe night is alive. The blood moon hangs high above, an ominous beacon casting crimson light over the world. My entire body hums with power, vibrating like a tightly stretched wire on the verge of snapping.The Ailuranthrope within me stirs, her presence undeniable now. She is more than a whisper in my mind,mshe’s a roar, a hurricane crashing through my very soul.The courtyard is eerily silent, save for the sound of my own ragged breathing. Ramon stands close, his presence both a comfort and a distraction. I can feel his eyes on me, burning with worry and unwavering devotion.“Jasmine,” he murmurs, his voice low and urgent. “You don’t have to do this.” I shake my head, unable to form words. My skin feels too tight, my bones too fragile to contain the storm raging within me. This is it. The blood moon demands more than acknowledgment,mit demands transformation.The three ancients, Tharros, Arinthal, and Kaiden, stand at the edges of the courtyard. Their expressio

Jasmine’s POV The tension in the air is almost palpable. Even in my new form, even with the sheer power thrumming beneath my skin, I can feel the weight of what is coming. The Supreme Council will not stay silent.They have ruled for centuries, believing themselves untouchable, dictating the fate of every supernatural creature. But now, my awakening threatens that balance. They fear what they cannot control. And they will come for me.I stand on the balcony of Ramon's estate, the cool night air doing little to ease the heat coursing through my body. My emerald eyes catch the reflection of the moon in the vast lake below, but my mind is elsewhere.Behind me, I sense them, Ramon, always near, his protective presence a constant. Tharros, Arinthal, and Kaiden, standing at a distance, their gazes weighing heavy on my back.They are still struggling to reconcile what they now know. That they were never truly my mates. That the bond they felt was merely a lingering connection to my kind.An

Jasmine's POVThe days after the Council’s intervention pass in a blur of unease. The silence weighs heavily on me, thick with uncertainty. We’re waiting.Every day, Ramon stays close, his presence a comforting balm against the swirling chaos of the world around us. But I know what’s coming. I feel it in the pit of my stomach.The Supreme Council has summoned us. The moment we step into that court, there will be no turning back. The mate bond brawl between Ryker and I will be official.I can already sense the unease in my body. The power inside me is growing, and I don’t know how to control it. Every time I think I’ve mastered it, there’s more, hidden, buried deep within me, aching to break free.Ramon must feel it too. I catch him watching me with concern when he thinks I’m not looking. His lips press into a thin line, and his jaw tightens. He’s trying to protect me. But I know what we’re about to face. I have no choice but to fight.But my fight isn’t just for survival, it’s for fre