All Chapters of JASMINE'S CLAIM: THE ROYAL TRIPLETS AND THEIR MATE.: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

~Jasmine~"Kalean?" "I’m asking you. Are you fucking Diana?"The air in the room felt heavy as tension filled the atmosphere, I knew Caspian and Lucien were behind me watching, curious to know what was going to happen, but as Kalean still kept mute I heard muffled scuffle of footsteps, It was Lucien dragging Caspian away, their whispers dying out as they retreated toward the living area, the bedroom door clicked shut with a finality then came the soft thud of the latch.Now it was just me. Me and the man who looked like he had been carved out of shadow and cold ice, a very dangerous dark handsome looking man with very broad muscled shoulders and arms in nothing but a towel.Kalean didn't move at first. He stood by the bed, the white towel low on his hips, dampness clinging to the dark, intricate ink that spiraled down his shoulders. I stared at him, my vision blurring with a mix of fury, fear and something else, something dark and sinful like desire.He also didn't answer immediate

~Jasmine~“Yes, you heard me right, Kalean,” I said, my voice trembling but sharp. “She’s my step-sister. And we are not exactly on good terms.”Kalean didn't move. He sat on the edge of the bed, the towel barely clinging to his hips, his dark eyes still wide with shock as he understood the gravity of the whole situation.That word sister felt like a sharp piece of glass under my tongue, bringing awful memories of Diana when she had whispered in my ear that I was nothing but a defect.“I didn't know, little mate,” Kalean argued, he spread his hand in gesture “But that’s before. It’s in the past. It’s not now!”“The past?” I let out a fake laugh. “She just threatened me through a text, Kalean!”I reached for my handbag, my fingers fumbling until I found my phone. I unlocked it, the screen glowed bright in the room, I flipped it over to the message that had ruined my afternoon. Then shoved it toward his face.He took the phone, his large hand made the device look like a toy, I watche

~Jasmine~"I’m... I’m so sorry. I didn't mean to drop the glass."My voice sounded like it belonged to someone else, someone much younger and much more broken.One minute, I was a girl trying to figure out why three gorgeous werewolves wanted me, and the next, I was looking at the heirs to the most powerful throne in the werewolf world. My hands started to shake, a fine, uncontrollable tremor that made the rest of the room seem to vibrate along with me. I looked down at the shards, and suddenly, I wasn't in a luxury penthouse anymore. The expensive nature of the room was replaced by the imaginary look of our old cleaning supplies and the cold damp air of my father's basement.Everything was becoming too much. It was one thing to be mated to three men. It was another thing entirely to realize those men were the Royal family. I was just nineteen. I was the girl who got her wolf so late my parents and sisters had stopped looking for it. I was the girl who had been rejected by her

~Jasmine~"There was a rogue attack," he started, his voice low"One of the packs nearby asked for help. I sent a few of our men to handle it, but they couldn't hold the line. Now, my father is saying two more packs were hit within the last hour."The fork in my hand felt like it weighed a hundred pounds. Rogue attacks were scary stories meant to keep kids from wandering too far into the woods. But hearing it from him, the Alpha Prince, made it feel like a war was starting right in our living room.Caspian honeycomb eyes were dark and focused. "That means it's a planned strike. All these incidents have to be connected. What could they possibly want from those packs?""That’s exactly what we’re going to find out," Kalean said. He turned his gaze toward Lucien, and for the first time, I saw a flicker of real hesitation in his eyes. "Lucien, I’m sorry. I just received a report. Benjamin was on the front line of the first attack. He’s gravely injured."The sound that followed was shar

~Kalean~The air inside the private jet felt cold, no matter how much I tried to settle into the leather seat. We were cutting across the sky at a speed that should have made me feel like we were winning against time, The flight was only six hours, yet by the time the wheels touched the ground near the territory of the affected packs, my skin felt too tight for my body.It was four in the morning. That grey, lonely hour where the world is caught between a dream and a nightmare. I stepped off the plane and the damp air of the landing strip hit my face, but it didn't cool the fire sitting in the back of my mind. Something was wrong. It wasn't just the pack attacks or the reports of rogues. It was a deep, dragging feeling in my soul.Kane, my wolf, was a storm inside me. He was pacing, his claws digging into the floor of my mind, baring his teeth every moment, He was restless and angry like a wild thing caught in a cage.‘Jasmine is safe,’I told him, repeating the words like a pr