Chapter 111
How could he be happy? He had completely no right. The fact he had lived a couple of years Baskin in ignorance only fueled his
guilt even more. As a child it was all he could think of. It haunted him. One of the days he asked his father it would make him feel
better if he died. “You’re your mother’s only child left alive since you killed the other one. You need to stay alive. Being miserable
should do.” The man had said gruffly.
He locked everyone out. While his father’s words moulded and broke him a thousand times over. And after that he never let in
afterwards. He deserved to en alone. He begun to build bridges and barricades sealing himself shut.
Seeing him that way, sober and quiet seems to appease his Father. The abuse reduced drastically. The house, a mansion was
big enough for the two of them to live without having to see each other if the other so pleased.
The days after that, Axel and his father existed as mere strangers sharing space, an uncomfortable silence echoing between
them.
The situation worsened when Axel reached the age to shift but discovered an unsettling reality, he lacked a wolf. His father
seized this vulnerability, spewing harsh words that cut deep. “You’re worthless, you’re useless, you don’t even have a wolf.
Pathetic,” his father’s cruel remarks reverberated through the large house.
That night, his father’s assistant, witnessing the heart-wrenching scene, questioned.
“Where do you want to send him?” he asked, casting a compassionate glance at the teenage Axel, who stood huddled in a
corner.
“I don’t care. He’s practically human anyway, Send him somewhere cold, where it snows all year long,” his father’s response was
cold and uncaring.
“Get him out of this house by tomorrow,” sealing Axel’s fate.
He couldn’t cry or so b or feel bad for himself, he deserved it.
Until that doe eyed woman had shown up, making him feel things he should not. .
The sickening screech of metal and the abrupt slam of brakes jolted Axel out of his trip down memory lane. He slammed on his
own brakes, his head snapping backward, a sharp pain splitting through his skull. He had collided with another car, lost in his
thoughts, he felt the force of the impact, like his head; had been split in two. Fortunately, the other driver had reacted swiftly,
reducing the seriousness of the crash
Axel sighed, removing his glasses as a burgeoning headache pulsed through him.
He stepped out of the car slowly, feeling the burn at the back of his head intensify. He promptly apologized, acknowledging the
fault lay with him. Making a call, he arranged for his team to handle the aftermath. Weary, he sta gg ered back into his car,
setting it to drive autonomously. As the vehicle glided homeward, Axel’s mind drifted aimlessly.
The car smoothly slid into the driveway, a notification snapping him back to the present. Exiting the car he sta ggered. Feeling a
pain at the back of his head he massaged it.
His phone vibrated, and Axel’s released a groan.
The voice on the other end relayed the unsettling news.
“Sir, about the young lady you asked me to pick up and drive home. She refused the ride and headed home herself.”
He still felt responsible for her, knowing she was in danger he’d made arrangements. Someone was to take her to work and back
everyday in his place.
“What?!” He yelled.
Axel’s eyes widened in sudden panic. A surge of worry flooded him – Jasmine was out alone? Walking through the dark streets
by herself a deep sense of concern gripped him. Ignoring any semblance of exhaustion, he darted towards the elevator that
would take him to the floor they both
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shared while simultaneously dialing her number.
The call was unanswered The feeling of anxiety increased, she was always with her phone, she always readily picked up before
the first couple of rings.
The constant rejection of his calls fueled his anxiety, each beep amplifying the tightening in his chest. His feet tapped impatiently
standing in the elevator. He wanted to check, she had to be home.
He sprinted out of the elevator the moment he reached the floor, while still dialing the number. It still went unanswered.
He got to the front of the door and Impatiently pressed the doorbell, hoping against hope that she was safely home, that her
head would pop out from the other side and ask him why he was at her door step. But he received no response. Frustration
mounted as he pounded on her door, calling out Jasmine’s name with increasing urgency. Stepping back, realization struck, she
really wasn’t home. She should have been home by now, something had definitely happened.
A sense of foreboding settled over him. Nathan’s ominous words replayed in his mind, the haunting echoes of Jasmine’s fear,
how she had been terrified and told him she was being watched. Axel’s heart raced as he continued to dial her number, only to
find it switched off. Panic intensified; he couldn’t reach her.
Regret surged as he rushed back to the elevator, he shouldn’t have let her out of his sight. He should have brought her home
safely himself.
Outside the building, Axel scanned the surroundings for any sign of her silhouette, hoping to find her walking towards the
building. But he saw nothing, she wasn’t coming.
Fear tightened its grip as he reckoned with the possibility of Jasmine being in danger. Breaking into a sprint, he went through the
streets she would have taken, urgently calling out her name.
The dimming street lights cast elongated shadows as Axel ventured further into the darkness. “Jasmine!” He called one more
time anxiously. Suddenly, a muf fled s ob reached his ears, momentarily freezing him in his tracks.
“Jasmine!” Axel’s voice echoed with anxiety and fear as he sprinted towards the source of the sound, desperately hoping to find
her unharmed.