All Chapters of JASMINE'S CLAIM: THE ROYAL TRIPLETS AND THEIR MATE.: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

~Kalean~ Inside my mind, Kane was urging me to snatch one of the wooden daggers off the table and plunge it through the bastard's heart reducing him to ash forever. But I fought to control him…I still need answers. I still need his confession! "Fuck, no!" Benjamin and Caspian scream at the same time speeding forward toward one of the other prisoners…a rogue werewolf with tangled red-brown hair. I suspect he's a Scottish werewolf… with Benjamin and Caspian yelling I realized what happened a little too late. "What the fuck!" I bellowed abandoning the bleeding vampire to dive over to my brother who was busy trying to wrestle the red-haired captive down… The red haired werewolf had bitten down hard on his own tongue, severing it to cheat us of the interrogation…his eyes rolled back into his head as he seized and collapsed taking his own life to protect his secrets. Beside him, the second dark-haired werewolf tried to follow the move but Rufus rushed in grabbing the man's

~Kalean~ "I still don't understand. What could an ancient vampire like him possibly want from the royal lycan family? Why is he going to such extreme lengths to back rogue werewolves, trying to eradicate royal lycan dominance just so we lose the throne? What does he stand to gain? The vampire went silent again but his eyes darted nervously around the cell. "Speak, you undead parasite!" Uncle Aric yelled. "What does Dareven Haddeon want? Why is he throwing his personal resources into this fight with werewolves rogues?" "All I know is..." The vampire hesitated…his expression looked as if he was trying to recall something… "Is what?!" the King barked "Dareven had spent centuries hunting for a way to restore his original, peak youthful powers…powers he lost during the great war," he continued. "He has financial and political influence, but he has grander darker ambitions…i overheard that..." He paused casted a nervous glance at my father, my uncle, and finally at me.

~Jasmine~ Caspian walked into the room carrying a vibrant bouquet of pink flowers… "Jasmine, you're still not dressed?" he asked as he closed the distance between us. He walked to stand behind my chair…his eyes locked on mine through the mirror ….I watched him as he pushed the flowers before me then handed them to me. Maria stepped away as Caspian placed kisses on my bare shoulders and neck… the feel of his lips sent shivers through my body. "Almost, i’m done with my hair. I just need to put on my dress," I replied. I gestured toward the creamy off-shoulder short dress resting on the bed, but his eyes never left my face….I stared back into his honey-colored orbs while I brought the flowers up to my face…. It was so sweet of him to bring them. I made a mental note to have Maria place them in a vase later, even though I couldn't fully enjoy their sweet smell. Still, the array of pink buds looked so beautiful. "Do you like it?" I heard him ask in a rough voice. I brought up my

~Jasmine~ By the time we arrived at the exclusive restaurant he had reserved for the evening, my stomach was already rumbling... seeing the setup waiting for us made me feel happy…it was a stunning five-star rooftop restaurant overlooking the glittering city lights. Two waitresses dressed in black-and-white uniforms came by our side as we took our seats at the reserved corner table. I opened the menu and selected a few dishes that looked appetizing, but Caspian ordered half the section adding more dishes for me. "So, how was the interrogation earlier today with the prisoners?" I asked casually as we waited for our meal to be served. He froze mid-motion…his fingers stopping on the screen of his phone. He slowly looked up from it, fixing eyes on me then placed the phone facedown on the table. "We got some leads," he replied. "And?" I probed further leaning forward on the table. "We were not able to find out who the werewolf in charge is yet, but we know the ancient vampi

“…Fate does not ask for permission when it links souls together…nor is an attachment measured only by the warmth it brings, but also by the pain it shares...” ~Lucien~ I stood out the window looking over the castle grounds, as I tried to arrange my thoughts but the look on Jasmine's face when she told me to choose between my mom and her still haunted me. Her words echoed in the my mind... I didn't even get any sleep last night, but why was it my fault? My eyelids felt heavy, gritty with exhaustion, yet every time I closed them, I saw the disappointment in her eyes. I hurt her and she was right! I should never have allowed the queen to talk me into going on a date with Gisselle... I should not have agreed to her condition in order for her to keep my mate. What good was it done, huh? I wanted to be discreet about it, but now everyone knows I went on a date with Gisselle… I had hurt Jasmine as a result…for crying out loud, she was my mate! After the coronation ceremony, the ma