All Chapters of Caught in Between Lust and Desires: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

🖱️Jayden🖱️ I was literally two steps from the door when my brain finally caught up with my body. And I froze. Because I did not come here just to confess my chaotic love life and emotionally destabilize my parents. I came here for Alexandra. I turned back. “Uncle James,” I called. He was already halfway through reviewing something on the monitor beside Alexandra’s bed. He looked up at me immediately, doctor mode still on, uncle mode slightly paused. “Yes?” Dada’s attention snapped back to me like a switch flipped. I swallowed. “Can you check Alexandra’s body for any strange substance?” I asked. Uncle James frowned slightly. “Strange substance in what sense?” “In any sense,” I said. “Like… anything that doesn’t belong there.” He turned fully toward me now. “Jayden, we ran full panels. Blood work. Toxicology. Internal scans. There’s nothing foreign in her system.” My jaw tightened. “Are you sure?” I pressed. “Yes,” he replied firmly. “There’s no chemical contamination.

🖱️Jayden🖱️God, I am so tired of this day.If my life was a book, I swear the author would drag this single day into fifteen chapters minimum. Cliffhanger after cliffhanger. Plot twist every five pages. Emotional damage sprinkled in for flavor. Zero rest. Zero peace. Just vibes and chaos.It started with Sammy wanting marriage with me, then the attack. Then Claiming shit. Then wolfbane. Then my parents almost combusting in the medical wing. Then Sammy needing clearance to see his father. And now we are here, back in the hospital wing, watching my twin sister lie still while a fairy scans her aura and my uncle James looks like he is five seconds away from calling security.I leaned against the wall, arms folded, trying not to look as exhausted as I felt.Jane stood beside Alexandra’s bed, eyes closed, hands hovering slightly above her chest. There was this faint shimmer around her fingers, like heat waves rising off asphalt on a sunny day. It was subtle, but it was there.Uncle James

🖱️Victor🖱️ “I said he’s not dead, will you all stop panicking already.” The voice sounded irritated. Calm. Almost bored. If he’s not dead then why are they crying? That question echoed in my head before I could even figure out where I was. “But Uncle James, he’s been sleeping for two fucking days,” I heard Jayden say, his voice tight and stressed. “That’s not normal.” Two days? Sleeping? My brain lagged. How is that possible? I saw him. I saw him on the floor. I saw the blood. I saw everyone crying. What the hell is going on? I tried to move but my body felt heavy, like I was stuck between sleep and waking up. The voices around me sounded real. Too real to be part of whatever nightmare I just experienced. Before the Uncle James could answer, something insane happened. It felt like the sky opened up directly above me. Ice cold water poured over my entire body. Not a sprinkle. Not a splash. A whole damn waterfall. I gasped violently and shot upright, coughing as water d

🖱️Jayden🖱️“You know what, let’s head to Sammy’s father now. I’ll open the portal in his wing so the transportation will be easier.”Jane said it like she was suggesting we go grab coffee, not move an unconscious wolf king through another realm.I nodded because at this point arguing feels useless. If there is one thing I have learned in the past few days, it’s that when Jane sounds calm and decided, she has already calculated ten outcomes ahead of you.Sammy stood beside me, shoulders tight but trying to act normal. I know him. He jokes when he’s stressed. He goes quiet when it’s serious. Right now he was quiet.We started walking toward the wolf king’s wing, and I glanced back without even meaning to.Victor was still standing there.Awake and watching me.Forty eight hours.Who sleeps for forty eight hours like it’s a casual weekend nap?I tried everything to wake him up. Shaking him. Calling his name. Checking his pulse every five minutes like I was going insane. At one point I

🖱️Victor🖱️ The moment Sammy and Jane left the room with Jayden, the room felt different nAnd somehow more dangerous. I reached inside my coat and pulled out the diary. My mother’s diary. The one that only answers when it wants to. The one that showed me fragments of what was coming before I even understood them. My fingers tightened around it before I opened it. The pages that had been blank before now shimmered faintly. Then slowly, like ink bleeding through water, words began to appear. Two pages. Two separate messages. I didn’t blink as I read the first. The Gem of Life must die. Not be hidden. The ink deepened as more words formed beneath it. The Gem of Life was never meant to remain in one vessel for long. It is balance given flesh. Power given heartbeat. If it remains too long within one host, it destabilizes the realms. It draws envy. It calls destruction. Its continued existence invites war between worlds. To preserve the balance of the realms, the Gem of Life mus