The Alpha's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 433

Chapter 433: SUICIDE

Jasmine stirred, waking to the soft creak of the window as the breeze swept in.

Her body ached, her ribs sore and her wrists tender. But the pain in her chest, an invisible bruise of fear and confusion, was worse.

As she slept, she had flashes of the horse and how it had neighed and how she had come crashing on the floor.

And she looked down at her legs and saw blood.

Her eyes were immediately opened and then she was set free from the terrible dream.

Nanny Nia was seated by the hearth, quietly knitting something in her lap.

"How long have I been asleep?" Jasmine whispered.

Nanny Nia looked up. "Just a few hours, sweetheart. You needed the rest."

Jasmine’s hand went to her belly. "My baby?"

"Still strong," Nanny Nia said softly, setting her knitting aside and coming to her side. "Your heart might’ve skipped, but your little wolf didn’t miss a beat."

Jasmine closed her eyes in relief. "I thought I was..." She didn’t finish the sentence. She didn’t have to.

She didn’t want to

Nanny Nia sat beside her on the bed, brushing her curls gently from her forehead.

"You had a scare, that’s all. A rough fall. But you’re lucky, and the gods are still watching over you."

Jasmine opened her eyes again, searching Nanny Nia’s face. "What happened? I remember riding, and then... nothing."

"There was a slip," Nanny Nia said calmly. "The saddle might’ve been a bit loose. That happens sometimes, especially when the weather shifts and leather stretches."

Jasmine frowned faintly. "But Kire was there. I remember him rushing to me..."

"He was the first to reach you," Nanny Nia said, offering a smile. "He stayed by your side the whole time. This wolf would throw himself into fire for you."

The moment Kire heard his name and instinctively knew they were talking about him, he looked up at them and wagged his tail.

A small, shaky smile tugged at Jasmine’s lips. "He’s the only one who doesn’t scold me for needing help."

Nanny Nia chuckled, then reached for the bowl of tea she’d set aside. "Here, sip this. It’ll help with the pain."

Jasmine obeyed, cradling the cup in her hands. "Where’s Erik? Loren? Ned?"

"He’s handling things," Nanny Nia replied carefully. "Everyone was shaken when you fainted. But Loren says with rest and time, you’ll be just fine. Marie would be here soon too. I sent for her."

Jasmine took another sip of the warm tea, the liquid settling in her chest.

She glanced toward the window, where the clouds had returned to their slow dance. "Everything’s been strange lately," she murmured. "It’s like I’m waiting for something, and I don’t know what it is."

Nanny Nia didn’t answer immediately.

She reached out, smoothing the blanket over Jasmine’s stomach. "Then let the waiting be gentle. For now, you heal. You rest."

Jasmine hesitated. "Do you think Xaden’s alright?"

Nanny Nia gave a warm, steady smile. "I believe he’s fighting to come home to you with every breath. And when he does, he’ll see just how brave the mother of his soon to be child has been."

A silence settled between them, comfortable and safe.

Jasmine leaned back into the pillows, the ache in her limbs still present but dulled by Nanny Nia’s calm and finally slept

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Erik strode across the yard, the barn looming in the distance.

The evening air clung low to the ground, muffling the usual sounds of the pack’s territory.

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