THE CRESCENT PACK
Streaks of sunlight struggled to enter the bedroom from the tightly closed bedroom.
Jasmine slowly turned around and tried to go back to sleep.
Then she realized that her bed felt different.
She sensed that where she was, was different.
She very gently opened her eyes and saw herself in a very big bed.
She slowly stood up.
Her head ached and then she remembered the previous night.
She had cried so much that she had fallen asleep.
That was the last thing she remembered.
The memory of Xaden telling her that he was going to take her baby away was fresh in her mind.
Take her child and Marry his mate.
She was never ever going to do that.
Not over her dead body.
She had suffered in that exact same way and she knew that if she let that happen to her child, her child would suffer the same fate.
No one was going to love her child the way she would.
She didn't care how nice Lily was.
People could change.
