All Chapters of His Alpha-Uncle Is My Fated Mate: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

~Jasmine~“Mind if I borrow Jasmine for a minute?” Maverick said, his tone dropping low and dangerous, as if staking his claim. The warmth I knew had vanished from his face, replaced by a stark seriousness.Alpha Zeph’s gaze flickered between Maverick and me, his eyes sharp as he registered the sudden tension. A flicker of something unreadable crossed his features before he offered a polite nod. “I should attend to the others.” He chuckled, a sound that held a strange undercurrent.” Jasmine has had my undivided attention tonight, making me almost forget I was hosting.” His voice held a dark edge, a possessiveness I couldn't quite place.Swallowing hard, I replied to Zeph, “We’ll catch up soon,” before following Maverick. Once we were alone in a secluded area, he turned his dark eyes on me, his nostrils flaring. “What was that about?” he demanded, his voice accusatory.“What are you doing with Zephyr? How do you know him?” he continued, his anger simmering just beneath the surface. His

~Jasmine~Sensing my presence, Mav turned, abruptly ending his call. “Is there a problem, Jasmine?” he asked, approaching me and gently tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. I wanted to question him, to understand why he was keeping secrets, but instead, I shook my head. “Nothing at all. I just came to ask for the logbook,” I replied.He seemed incredibly preoccupied, his mind elsewhere, as he handed me the Grand Prime’s logbook. “Thanks,” I said, turning to leave. Just as I reached the door, he stopped me. “Wait, Jasmine. Something’s wrong, isn’t it?” he asked, and I paused. “Don’t worry about it,” I murmured.I gasped, clutching my stomach, the logbook slipping from my grasp and falling to the floor with a dull thud. “Jasmine, what is it?” Mav’s voice was laced with panic as he rushed to my side. The pain intensified, throbbing harshly, twisting my insides and causing my wolf to double over in agonizing protest.My back cramped violently, each spasm feeling like a jagged saw teari

~Maverick~I racked my brain, trying to place the man’s face, but it remained elusive, a complete mystery. With a sigh, I decided to push it aside for the moment. There were more pressing matters at hand.“We’re studying how the Lycan virus operates. Our research suggests it incubates in the cells for two weeks before symptoms manifest and then rapidly deteriorates,” Dr. Liam explained. I nodded. I nodded, absorbing the unsettling information.“Keep up the good work. I hope we find a breakthrough soon,” I said, leaving the room. My mind was a whirlwind, and I didn’t know where to begin.The research itself was proving to be a frustrating dead end. Not only were we running dangerously low on essential reagents, but a significant portion of the research staff lacked the specialized knowledge needed to effectively study the Lycan virus. It was a perfect storm of setbacks, hindering any real progress.At this point, the thought of consulting Jasmine about taking on the research became inc

~Jasmine~The mention of Dr. James’s wife hung in the air with a very persistent and unsettling question mark.What possible connection could she have to this tangled situation, and how did she factor into the appearance of this “new Martha?” Did she have something to do with it? But what was her gain in all of it? The questions just came running through my mind without a stop.Dr. James had brushed it aside, insisting on a simple misunderstanding. But the more I considered it, the more suspicious it became, she was the only one who knew of us… so how else? Or was Dr James trying to cover for her? How did fake Martha get access to us? That means there is someone manipulating the whole situation.“There’s definitely been a mix-up,” Dr James spoke finally. “My wife wouldn’t send someone posing as Martha to you. What would be the point? I don't think she knows Jasmine personally.”Dr. James paused, deep in thought, before asking wearily, “Do you have the medications the fake Martha gave

~Jasmine~Mav cleared his throat and swiped to answer the call. “Kazeem,” he said, the single word instantly snapping me to attention. Kazeem rarely called Mav directly unless something was seriously wrong. I strained to listen, while my entire senses heightened.Mav listened to the other side intently, proving that it was indeed an important call. I watched as his expression shifted from neutral to a concerned one, clenching and unclenching his jaw. “Tell them we’re doing everything we possibly can. I’m also currently reviewing a report on the Lycan Virus back at my office. I’ll send the information over tomorrow and my hypotheses.”The words “Lycan Virus” caught my full attention, does this have to do with the patients? Are they all right?Earlier in the day, before Mav left, he had mentioned to me that another member had been infected with the virus, expressing his concern about its potential spread within the entire pack. I couldn't ask how it went, because I was in pain and got d