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Jasmine thought getting rejected by her longtime crush was the most humiliating moment of her life until a reckless dare pushed her into a stranger’s arms. One kiss was supposed to mean nothing. Instead, the dangerously possessive man claims her as his own and offers a deal she never saw coming. Now Jasmine is caught between the mate who broke her heart and a mysterious stranger who refuses to let her go.
The room fell silent, all eyes on me, a few darting back to Ryder’s face. Feeling Ryder’s seething gaze burning into my skin, I jutted my chin forward, putting on the bravest face I could muster, waiting for him to make the next move. Waiting for what seemed like eternity, the stubborn way he folded…
“What did you mean by ‘lady’? Is it just another word for whore? Couldn’t you have at least informed me that I’d now be a member of your pack instead of parading me like a trophy in front of all those Lycans?” The questions poured out of my mouth, all my thoughts coming to the…
My eyes widened in surprise as I stared at her. Thank goodness my mouth wasn’t hanging open. Isabelle? Like Ryder’s former mistress? By the Moon Goddess, she was even more beautiful up close! “Nice to meet you,” I stretched my arm for a handshake, trying to sound calm with a fake smile plastered on my…
I let out a shrill scream, my eyes shutting tight as I felt myself being violently lunged off the ground. One minute, I was praying to the Moon Goddess for my life, the next, I was weightless and dizzy. My eyes fluttered shut, and my vision went dark. “Ouch,” I winced, muttering gibberish. Fluttering my…
“Stop there,” I said aloud, my voice vibrating and echoing through the room, silencing it completely. She turned slowly to face me, lowering her eyes. It was no surprise when everyone gave her pitiful looks. She’d gone against the order of a Lycan Alpha. That alone was enough for me to send her to the…
Jasmine’s POV I stepped into the garden, the fresh air with its sweet fragrance enveloping me like a warm blanket. Today marked two days since my argument with Ryder, and I’d been avoiding him ever since. Luckily for me, I still hadn’t bumped into him, or maybe he’d been avoiding me-I couldn’t quite tell. The…
Without sparing me a glance, Isabelle turned away, scampering off immediately, leaving me alone with Ryder. Rolling my eyes, I lazily turned around to face him. He looked relaxed in a pair of black sweatpants and a grey shirt, his hands dipped into its pockets. He didn’t say a word, only staring at me with…
As she led me through the store, I noticed a plain-looking girl-another salesgirl, I assumed-rushing towards us, her skeptical eyes locked on me. Without so much as an “excuse me,” she tugged at Frieda’s sleeve and whispered something short and inaudible. Whatever she said, it killed Frieda’s enthusiasm in seconds. The once-warm smile disappeared, replaced…
“Holy crap,” I breathe, staring at the stranger in the mirror. “I look like I’m about to win an Oscar or something.” Seraphina giggles, clearly pleased with herself. “I’m happy you like it,” she says, bowing slightly. Like it? Understatement of the year. This girl’s got the golden touch. She could be styling celebrities any…
He’s standing a good distance away, but it feels like his voice was right in my ear. My heart skips a beat, my pulse racing faster with every step he takes toward me. I drop the fabric of my dress as he closes the distance. His face is unreadable, that same stoic mask he wears…