Romans & histoires Fate Jason

How can i be so unlucky today? Jason shouted in his mind and did a quick turn to seek for freedom from this tribulation. He was not stupid to face this ominous person after how he easily disposed of his men. ‘RUNNNNNNNNN!’ Jason has this only thought inside him and it drove him off into the distance. He was there one second before and in an instant, he was just gone. This was a testament to the speed of Soul Realm Experts and the masses of mortals in the surrounding could not follow Jason’s form with the use of their naked eyes.

He gazed at Jason for a moment and patted his cheek with a grin. "Take your evil hand off my son!" Whitney yelled as she glared at him with fury. Luther turned to look at her as an evil smile spread across his face. "You are about to die so no need to fight for Jason. Fate is often unpredictable and you never know what it has in store for you. You refused to give me my son but I never knew fate had other plans. I am filled with joy because fate has been kind to me by making Jaya bring my son to me right on the battlefield," he said as he turned to look at the warrior carrying Jason.

To the others, he was the cold, heartless soon-to-be Alpha. “Happy birthday to you,” he greeted and took the seat beside me. “Thank you,” I smiled. He was the first and only person who always remembered my birthday. I fumbled with my hands nervously as I remembered something. Jason was going to find his mate today. Jason was twenty-one years old and had long had his wolf. He had been skipping every mate ball since then not to hurt me, but he couldn't escape this year's one, as his father had specifically asked him not to.

he murmured, “how you outcasts cling to your scraps of morality. You kill her, yet you stand there like a guardian.” Adrian didn’t flinch. “Stay away from her.” Jason chuckled softly, the sound too elegant for someone who could tear a man apart without blinking. “She’s dead, Adrian. She’s not going anywhere.” “You heard me.” Jason’s smile faded. He tilted his head slightly, studying Adrian with an expression that mixed curiosity and disappointment, like a teacher watching a student fail a lesson he should have mastered ages ago. “You completed your ritual,” Jason said. “You should feel powerful. Renewed. Above all this. Yet here you are… mourning.”

“Yes, Jason, we’re here!” Jason’s eyes light up as he takes them in. “What’s going on? Why am I in a hospital? And…” His gaze flicks to me, standing awkwardly in the background. His brow furrows. “Who’s that?” The words hit like a blow to my chest once again, but I stay silent, rooted in place. Luna Linda exchanges a confused glance with her husband Alpha John before turning back to Jason. “Jason… this is Stacy. She’s your fated mate. And you… you have a son together, Liam.”

That is the way of Salene the Moon Goddess. Jason lay there tall but not as tall as me and with light brown hair where mine is dark. His son next to him looks like his father. I can tell they broke the young pup's neck. Looking at the family of my mate saddens me as well as angers me for what she had lost in her young life. I make a vow right then and there to always love and protect her with my life. I am sure that was the case with Jason. I am sure he died protecting his family. I turn to Jonathan, “We need to begin arrangements for a send-off in a couple of days.”

It was also because what she stole had always been my destiny to begin with. I looked up at him and smiled lightly. "Then how do you plan to make it up to me?" Jonah curved his lips and pulled me into his arms. "With a lifetime. Is that enough?" Jonah gave me a grand wedding. The moment he held my hand was the first time since my rebirth that I truly felt alive. On the wedding day, I saw my parents. Their eyes were red as they reached out with trembling hands, trying to grab mine. My gaze, however, was cold.

“Get out of here. Go now. I’ll hold them.” Ghost lunged forward, arm still around Leah. “You can’t fight that! You’ll die!” Jason’s smile was the ghost of a smile. “I’m a man now,” he said. “And men fight for the person they love.” He stepped to the big server—the huge monolith that hummed like an angry animal. He put his hands on it. He closed his eyes. Whatever power had been inside him was now something else. He reached in and pushed back. “No, Jason!” Leah screamed, sudden and sharp. “You’ll kill yourself!”