Novel & Cerita Jason Part 6 Mask

“We need to get him to the medic.” “I’m fine,” Mason whispered. “I just wanna go home.” Alex swallowed hard. His eyes were red. “You will, buddy. You will.” Then Jason appeared. He didn’t say a word. He had his gun down, but his face… I’d never seen that look before. Not on him. His mouth was tight. His eyes were locked on Emma and Mason like he was afraid they’d disappear if he blinked. He knelt a few feet away. “You’re okay,” he said softly. “You’re okay now.”

He was the pair of eyes I had noticed earlier, watching me. I scoffed, nudging Jasmine gently. “Nonsense. Even in front of a mutt, Jason’s eyes are still soulful.” A deep, deliberate cough made my stomach tighten. Slowly, I turned. Jason stood just a few feet away, arms crossed, his expression hovering between amusement and something darker. “When have I ever stared at a mutt?” Caught, I felt heat rise to my cheeks. I forced a small, embarrassed smile. The masked man beside me tensed slightly. Before he could speak, Jason closed the distance, shrugging off his coat and draping it over my bare shoulders.

It was a pure black mask. "What would Jason be doing with a mask?" I thought to myself. I turned to see Jason walking out of the cafe holding two cups. I quickly put the mask back in the compartment and closed it before he got to the car. I accepted the coffee from Jason, and we continued our drive back home. I made a mental note to ask Andrea about the mask I found in Jason’s car. By the time we arrived at the mansion, all the workers had gathered outside to welcome Jason and me. They seemed familiar with him, and I observed that it wasn't his first time coming to the mansion. We walked into the mansion together as I scanned the area for Andrea.

SUNESIS'S POV The silver mask was cold against my skin. It felt completely different from the hot, stuffy air of the dressing room. I stood in front of the broken mirror, my hands shaking as I fixed my long black silk dress. I made sure the fabric covered my shoulders and arms perfectly. I had to hide everything from my neck down. Underneath the smooth cloth were the deep, ugly burn scars that ruined my body, the painful marks from the fire that took my family away.

He asked. "I want to resume work at White-Angel Inc." "Okay..." His voice trailed. "And how do you intend to do that?" He asked. "Except you have had plastic surgery or intent to wear a mask, I fail to see how that is possible." He added. I chuckled. "You won't believe it but I have had my face reconstructed," I said. "What?! How and why?" "Well, it was not by choice. I was in an accident that left my face disfigured and I had to get my face reconstructed. That was why I had disappeared for all those weeks. I was in a coma." I explained the to him.

“Protect the proof and catch the bad people.” He stared at the notebook then at me. One eyebrow lifted slowly. “Catch bad people?” he repeated. “Me?” I nodded quickly, leaning closer to him. “Yes. You are strong, I'm smart, Marcus will help Jamie too.” Right on cue, Jamie came running into the room, wearing a tiny mask that barely stayed on his face. “I’m ready!” Hanna followed behind him, laughing softly. “Look at him too cute.” Grayson let out a breath, shaking his head, but the smile on his face gave him away.

Walker asks, his hand resting against my back as he moves closer to me to get a closer look at Jason. Jason pauses mid-reach, his smile fading as he looks down, staring at the box of chocolates, his fingers toying with the cardboard edge. He draws a breath in, and it trembles as he releases it. “He's been out cold… I thought I lost him. I just felt him stir today, so hopefully he'll wake up and start healing me. Dying three times on the table almost killed my wolf… At least that's what the doctor told us.” Jason clears his throat with a quick shake of his head, and I'm shocked when I witness the Delta put his mask on right before my eyes. It slid on so easily. His sadness disappears… That ma

"You’ll be the most stylish spy out there." "And you, Mom!" Jason faced me, offering a broad-brimmed hat and a set of cat-eye sunglasses. “You have the potential to be the fashionable one!” I chuckled, putting them on. “What about Ethan?” Jason ran to another rack, pulling out a fake mustache and handing it to him. Ethan raised an eyebrow but put it on without complaint, his grin hidden beneath the absurdly large mustache. “Perfect,” Jason said, laughing. Ethan turned to me, his eyes crinkling with amusement. “How do I look?”

He looked more than handsome and he knew that very well. "Henry, my mask" . It was a low order. Henry rushed into the room carrying a golden vampire eye mask on a cushion. Jason only smiled broadly because it matched his gold blonde hair. "Let's get the party started. As much as I don't enjoy parties , I decided to just enjoy myself today and flow with the music". He said and turned for Henry to fix the mask on him. " I know the ladies at the party will return home crying just because one charming Prince refuse to look at them" Henry voice was low and although Jason laughed at his joke , he felt bad for the old man.

she asked with a surprised look. I tried to hide the fact that I was envious of her relationship with Jason. "So you were the one in the mask at the arena?" she said in a realized tone. "Yes," I answered, slightly offended that she couldn't recognize me just because I had a mask on. "Where is Jason now?" she asked after some time. "There had to be just one winner, and that is what he agreed on. "So he is dead," I said, looking at her as if to see if she felt sad by the news of Jason's death, but her face was giving nothing away.