All Chapters of His Alpha-Uncle Is My Fated Mate: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

~Maverick~I noticed Jasmine’s discomfort when I brought up Samantha in the conversation. Although she tried to avoid discussing what had transpired that day, she simply said it was nothing she couldn’t handle, and I nodded, dropping the subject.We continued eating before she dropped another bombshell, asking about my decision regarding Logan’s position at the company.I sighed, unsure if my plan was a good idea. I told her I was planning to transfer him to one of our branches, though I withheld the fact that it was the most remote one.She nodded, clearly pleased that I was considering her input.After some lighthearted conversation, I turned serious again. “About Samantha… I heard you were good friends. What happened between you two? Why did she suddenly turn against you?”My words had a visible impact. She paused, her eyes fixed on a distant point, lost in thought. I could tell she was hesitant before

~Alpha Maverick~Violeta, visibly distressed, dabbed at her teary eyes. “My maternity leave will start in a few months. I only want to ensure I’ve set the groundwork before I go, so please don’t be offended,” she said in a sadly resigned tone.The more she spoke, the more my heart ached because, truthfully, Violeta had been working as hard as she should have. I would commend her for that. She had always been a dedicated and valuable asset to the research efforts at Grand Prime, possessing a sharp intellect and commitment.She was still bandaged from her accident, and even though the doctor emphasized to me that she was in a state of shock and that now was the best time to give her attention and emotional support, I had let my anger sway me a bit, overshadowing his advice, and now I regret it a little.“It’s fine, Violeta. I must have misunderstood your actions. However, be mindful of how you use your wording in the futu

~Jasmine~“Should we involve the nurse, ask her about this intrusion? Why would she let him in?” I asked, my tone barely above a whisper. Concern laced my words. Beaded sweats trickled down my skin, my face gradually wearing a mask of worry.Maverick waved dismissively at my suggestion, “That won't be necessary, Jasmine. I've got this.” His piercing gaze locked onto mine. “Logan is gradually getting on my nerves, daring me, trying to bite off more than he can chew.”As he spoke, I noticed a subtle shift in his demeanor. The calm he had previously displayed began to wear off, revealing new feelings beginning to take over. He gritted his teeth, and his fists tightened into a knot as he paced the living room. What was going on in his mind?“What if we stop all of these, Maverick? This whole fate with you seems to be a mistake. Let me leave and save the pack from all of these troubles. This isn't worth this fight.&rdq

~Jasmine~Mrs. Martha's attitude was utterly appalling. It was as if she had grown wings, and I couldn’t seem to clip them.I wondered what she was up to. But what if, despite her questionable behavior, she was actually telling the truth? Who then could have leaked such information to Logan, and what was the motive?My gaze drifted to her belongings, and a spark of curiosity ignited within me. Without further ado, I rushed to her things and started searching them frantically for answers.As I rummaged through her belongings, I couldn’t shake off the feeling that I was being targeted by a bunch of spiteful people who were once dear to me. They were all toiling with me. First was Samantha pushing me down, then Logan’s unexpected confrontation with a nagging truth.“This attitude is uncalled for, ma’am; I have got nothing to hide. If you think I have wronged you both, why not involve relevant authorities? Or better still, Dr. James, who connected us,” Mrs. Martha said behind me.I flinch

~Jasmine~My mood had been buoyant since Professor Gabby’s acceptance, putting me in a playful mood as I teased Mav. But the way his gaze flicked to my lips and then locked back onto my eyes sent a jolt through me. My knees threatened to buckle beneath me. It was a look that spoke volumes, kind of like a silent conversation that ignited an undistinguished fire within me.“Let me find something suitable to wear for the event,” I said to Mav, excusing myself while feeling his eyes drilling into my retreating figure. The words were like a flimsy veil for my true motive.The truth is that my wolf was in a frenzy. She was overcome with desire, salivating over Mav’s scent, driving me to the edge, demanding that I claim him. With each passing day, she grew more restless and eager.I wanted him desperately and another minute in his presence would reveal my arousal. I had to leave before he noticed.The signs were undeniable, from my quickened pulse to my flushed cheeks, and the subtle shift i