Chapter 187
Chapter 187:
I chuckled, hoping he could hint at what I’d heard earlier.
“It’s a long story. My sister…” he mumbled, the words barely audible as he slid his shoes along the marble floor. “She’s been missing since birth. It’s been twenty-two years. We’ve searched everywhere, but… there’s no sign of her p>
His head hung low as he spoke, his hands clasped with a solemn aura surrounding him. Enzo’s lips parted, but no words came out. He was still holding back information.
I nodded slowly, my mind racing with possibilities. “I’m sorry to hear that,” I said. “But I think I can help. Enzo, can you fill me in on the details p>
Enzo stepped forward, his eyes locked on something in the distance. “It’s been years since the Princess disappeared,” he said, his voice low and measured. “We’ve searched every inch of our territory, but there’s no sign of her. It’s as if she vanished into thin air p>
I nodded thoughtfully, my mind piecing together the fragments of information. “But you sense she’s still alive,” I said, watching him closely, like a hawk.
He nodded, a hint of desperation creeping into his voice. “Yes. We can feel it. The bond between us is still alive, still strong. But… we don’t know where she is. Or what’s happening to her p>
He sounded pained and defeated, the muscles in his face tensed as he ruffled his hair. It wasn’t…
It wasn’t going to be easy, but I had to give it a try. I would help the Alpha King find his sister, not just because it was the right thing to do, but because it could be the key to securing an alliance between our packs.
“I’ll help you find your sister,” I said, my voice firm and resolute. “I swear it p>
Enzo’s stare was empty, even doubtful, but he shook his head anyway, a cautious look in his eyes as they stared into mine.
Jasmine’s POV
Ryder agreeing to let my mom stay was like convincing a cat to take a bath—possible, but painful. He said yes, but the stiffness in his hug said it all. He wasn’t happy about it, not even a little. And even though part of me wanted to dig into why he hated her so much, I decided to let it go. For now.
𝗿𝗼𝗼𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝗳𝗼 gⲁ𝗅⁚𝗇𝗈⁚ν𝖊⁚𝗅𝘀⁚ⅽ⁚𝗈⁚𝗆
I was just relieved he compromised for my happiness. That counted for something, right?
Having Mom around felt like sunlight breaking through a storm. Months apart had made me realize how much I missed her—her warmth, her sass, even her overbearing advice. We spent most of our days catching up, laughing, and talking about everything and nothing. For a little while, I let myself relax. Even Ryder’s weirdness with the necklace was shoved into the back of my mind.
But of course, my mom wasn’t one to let me live in peace for too long. One afternoon, we were sitting on the balcony, overlooking the Pack’s sprawling estate. Mom had a glass of juice in her hand, and I was scrolling through some documents Ryder wanted me to review. Everything felt calm and ordinary—until she opened her mouth.
“I see you’re enjoying it here,” she said, her tone sharp enough to cut glass.
I looked up, startled by the sudden bite in her words. Her gaze wasn’t on me, but somewhere in the distance, her jaw tight.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked cautiously, setting the papers aside.
She turned her head slowly, her expression unreadable. “Don’t get too comfortable p>
The pit in my stomach grew. “Mom, seriously. What’s going on? Why would you say that p>
She let out a dry laugh, sipping her juice like we were just having a casual chat. “Are you really this naive, or are you pretending p>
“Excuse me?” I said, sitting up straighter.