Chapter 114
Chapter 114:
The clock on the wall ticked away, reminding me that time wasn’t waiting for me to get my act together. It was already 7:45, and I had to get to the gallery soon. Being late wasn’t an option, especially not with the way everyone already looked down on me. I was barely holding on as it was. But how could I focus on work when my mind was completely wrapped around him? Why does he do this to me?
I sighed, knowing I had to eat something before I left. If I didn’t, I’d probably faint—or worse—cause another scene at the gallery. I speared a piece of lettuce with my fork and shoved it into my mouth, barely tasting it. The cool crunch was almost mechanical, like I was on autopilot. The taste wasn’t even important anymore. I washed it down with the last of my orange juice, letting the pulpiness slide down my throat.
But as soon as the glass hit the table, something shifted. I couldn’t explain it, but I felt strange—off. My head began to spin, and the room around me seemed to blur at the edges. It was like the ground tilted beneath me, and I had to grab the table for balance. Panic seized my chest, squeezing tight.
What’s happening?
My vision doubled, and a wave of nausea hit me hard. I tried to stand up, but my legs felt like jelly. I slumped back into the chair, my body refusing to cooperate. My breathing grew shallow, and I blinked rapidly, trying to clear the fog from my mind. But it wasn’t going away. If anything, it was getting worse.
And then, Ryder. I could feel him—his presence, his worry. It was like he was suddenly there with me, filling my mind, cutting through the haze. His voice was sharp, urgent.
“Jasmine, what’s wrong p>
I tried to respond, but my thoughts were a mess. Everything felt jumbled, like my brain couldn’t make sense of what was happening. My mouth opened, but no words came out. I wanted to scream, to tell him something—anything—but my body wasn’t responding.
“Jasmine, answer me p>
His voice grew more insistent, but I couldn’t focus. Everything was slipping away, the world spinning faster. I felt like I was falling, being pulled under by some invisible force.
Your next adventure is at. con
“…help… me p>
That was the last thing I could think before everything went black.
Seraphina’s POV
I rushed into the room, my heart hammering in my chest. As soon as I saw Jasmine, I froze. She was slumped over the table, her head resting against the plate. Her skin was so pale it was almost white, and she wasn’t moving.
“Jasmine?” My voice trembled as I hurried to her side. Her face was cold to the touch, her breathing shallow and uneven. Panic surged through me. This wasn’t right. Something was very, very wrong.
” Mistress, can you hear me?” I shook her gently, my hands trembling. “Please, wake up. Please p>
She didn’t respond. Her lips were parted slightly, but no sound came out. Her pulse was weak, barely there under my fingertips. My chest tightened with fear, and a single thought shot through my mind like lightning. Wolfsbane.
I whispered the word under my breath, my voice barely audible. My hands moved to her forehead, checking for any sign of what had happened. But how could it be Wolfsbane? I had been the one to serve her breakfast. No one else had come near her food. I made sure of that!
“Who gave her Wolfsbane?” I muttered to myself, my voice cracking.
My heart raced faster. Tears stung the back of my eyes as I tried to think of what to do. This couldn’t be happening—not to her. She didn’t deserve this.
Alpha Ryder would kill me if anything happened to her. I could almost hear his voice in my head, furious and cold. But right now, I didn’t care about that. I just wanted to help her.
I had to find someone. I couldn’t do this on my own. Maverick! He would know what to do.