All Chapters of JASMINE'S CLAIM: THE ROYAL TRIPLETS AND THEIR MATE.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The smell was the first thing that led me towards the scene of my worst betrayal. I was tracing the smell, It was intoxicating like the forest, cedar and mountain air. It sliced through the hallway of the Pack building, It was the kind of smell that made your soul sit up and take notice, and my wolf did exactly that, Nala, who had only been awake for twenty-four hours went absolutely feral in my mind. MATE! she screamed, her voice was a joyful roar that vibrated in it ferocity, she was excited. 'OURS! Our mate is somewhere there Jasmine!' I followed that scent frantically like a starving person follows the smell of fresh baked bread. I didn't care that I was in the restricted private rooms for high werewolves in the pack. I didn't care that my stepmother, Vivienne, would skin me alive if she found me here. All I cared about was the string pulling me toward the private chambers. But as I got closer, the intoxicating smell was drowned out by something else a salty, smell

"JASMINE! Get your lazy, defective ass out here right now!" I scrambled to hide my phone under the thin blanket. I had gotten a notification, the Ivory Spire scholarship response mail, but I couldn't look at it. Not yet. "I know you’re in here, wallowing like a wounded animal," Vivienne hissed, stepping into the cramped room. "Do you think because you were rejected, you get a holiday? Do you think the world stops because Malakai realized you were a mistake?" "No, Vivienne," I whispered, my voice sounding thin and alien to my own ears. "Good. Because we have guests. The Beta and his family are coming over to celebrate Malakai and Cecily’s union. Your father expects perfect dinner." She leaned in, her eyes Narrowing. "And since you’re the only thing in this house that isn't fit to be seen in the dining hall, you’ll be in the kitchen. You will cook. Everything." . "I... I don't feel well," I tried, my voice cracking. Vivienne laughed, a sharp, metallic sound.

Freya has been a real supporter and backbone for the whole week while we settled into campus, a true reliable friend indeed. I didn't know what I did to deserve her but I was super grateful to have her in my life. The big move from the Crested Mountains Pack To Ivory Spire University felt like wake-up from a black-and-white dream into a world of high definition color. Everywhere here was beautiful and bustling with so many activities, there were so many fun places we saw together, the reason being that we resumed much earlier than most. Back home, the energy that surrounded me was dull and suffocating as many treated me less, my family members included of course, i was never happy there, But Here? it was different. No one knew me. I was new and free! During our first week, Freya and I were a blur of organized chaos if that makes any sense. We’d spent our days hauling boxes into our new dorms; they were minimalist suites with floor-to-ceiling windows that looked out over the ci

"Are they as good-looking as you?"The question popped out before I could even think about it. Maybe it was the bass thumping in my chest or the way his leather jacket felt like a warm hug on my shoulders, I wanted to flirt. I wanted to be the kind of girl who could hold her own with a guy like him, even if my heart was screaming at me to disengage mission.Caspian didn't answer right away. He just leaned back, a slow, troublemaking smirk spreading across his face. Those honey-colored eyes of his practically sparkled in the dim light of the booth."You’ll have to see that for yourself. But don't say I didn't warn you—they are a lot to handle."He reached for his drink on the table and pushed it toward me. It was filled with something clear and glowing. I didn't hesitate. I picked it up and downed it in one go. For a second, I thought I’d swallowed actual fire. It was hot and sharp, racing down my throat and leaving a trail of heat that settled right in my stomach.I gasped, my eyes w

~Caspian~Sitting in that booth felt like watching a movie I’d already seen a thousand times. The music was too loud, the drinks were too dull, and the people around me were trying way too hard to be interesting. I was leaning back, half-listening to some girl whisper in my ear, feeling like I was just going through the motions. I was bored out of my mind, waiting for a reason other than school to care about being back in the Ivory Spire.Then, it hit me.It was a scent, sudden and so intoxicating that my heart skipped a beat: a mix of sweet, zesty orange and warm, golden honey. It was the most amazing thing I’d ever scented. In the back of my mind, Cade, my wolf, lunged forward. Mate! He was screaming it, his paws pacing against my ribs. Mate is here!I froze, my glass halfway to my lips. My senses went into overdrive, tracing that honey-orange scent through the thick, smoky air of the club. It led me straight to a girl standing right beside my cousin, Sofia.I stared at the bac