Jackson pov..
Upon hearing a knock at the door of my room, I granted permission for entrance, discovering my cousin standing there. I grabbed my paintbrush and began to paint.
"Jackson, I called you for dinner, but you never came. You've also been absent all afternoon. Bro, what do you hope to gain from this madness?" He sat down on a chair.
I smiled, responding, "It's not madness, but rather love." His laughter erupted loudly, a sound I did not appreciate, but as he was my friend, cousin, and sympathetic, I remained silent.
"Wait a moment, what kind of love is this? I mean, yesterday afternoon you visited the market, and while waiting for your car to be fixed, you suddenly noticed a girl. It didn't take long before you claimed to be in love with her. What a joke, man."
I took a deep breath, then turned. "So, love can happen at any moment; you never know."
My cousin smiled in response to my question, then stood up. "Friend, love is a big thing. One might develop a liking for someone upon first sight, but love must undergo many stages before it truly takes root."
My cousin spoke with great depth, arousing my suspicion. I approached him and asked, "You talk as if you have a lot of experience. So, tell me, have you ever experienced love?"
At my inquiry, my cousin smiled and turned away from me. "Love has never found me. Yes, I desire it, but for now, I must focus on my career."
From the way he spoke, it seemed as though he wanted to evade the question. Respecting his choice, I returned to my painting. "Jackson, why do you indulge in all of this?"
He asked again. "What?" I questioned him.
"Stop making portraits of this unknown girl. You know nothing about her—her identity, occupation, or even her marital status—like we don't know she is single or not."
When I heard these words, I halted and turned towards my cousin. I rushed towards him and tightly clenched my fingers around his neck. "Never speak those words again. She is mine; no one can take her away from me. When I laid eyes on her, she became mine. Her body belongs to me."
My cousin stared back at me, fear evident in his eyes. "If she belongs to anyone, I will claim her. I don't care if I must set the world ablaze to make her mine. If anyone dares to hinder me from possessing her, I will take matters into my own hands."
I continued to gaze at my cousin with bloodshot eyes filled with fury. My heart yearned to kill him at that very moment. He trembled beneath my grip, but I released him, allowing him to collapse onto the floor. I stared at him intently. then making my incomplete painting again.
"You are mine, only mine." I have put my finger on the girl's lips in this painting, declaring that she is mine and mine only. "Very soon, you will become a part of my life, my princess. I will find you and make you mine."
A smile spread across my face as I continued, "Based on what I have learned about you so far, you are currently living as a slave in some pack. However, I see you as more than just a slave; you are a princess. Soon, I will bring you into my palace and make you the princess you truly are."
With that, I picked up my brush and returned to my work.
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Lee's POV..
As I sat in my office, the door suddenly opened, and my nephew entered, clearly frightened. I stood up from my chair and approached him, eager to hear the news. But to my surprise, he shook his head negatively and said, "Uncle, he attacked me viciously."
His voice trembled as he spoke, leaving me taken aback. "What? Jackson attacked you. Impossible! My son would never harm anyone." I exclaimed in anger before making my way back to the chair.
"But uncle," my nephew pleaded, following me. "He grabbed my neck, choking me. He said that she belongs to him and that no one can take her away. He told me that he would stop at nothing to make her his, even if it meant setting the world on fire. If anyone tries to stop him, he will destroy them with his own hands."
My nephew started to cry, fear evident on his face. I knew that he was telling the truth since Aly never lied. Realizing the seriousness of the situation, he continued, "He has gone mad. He's lost control of his senses. His room is filled with pictures of this unknown girl. Uncle, please take him away from here before he does something to himself."
I listened attentively to my nephew's plea and gave him the command to leave, and he did as instructed. My name is Lee, and I am the leader of the Lee Pack. I have only one child, Jackson Lee, who is the alpha, just like me. After my father's passing, I took over as the pack leader, and now, as my son approaches his 20th birthday, I plan to make him the crown prince. My son is incredibly intelligent and skilled as a werewolf.
However, his behavior has been strange lately. He has been silent whenever I try to talk to him, and it worries me. Determined to understand the reason behind his sudden change, I ordered my guard to keep an eye on him. Through their reports, I discovered that he has been spending hours at the market for the past few days. Jackson used to spend his time in his room, focused on his training. But now he avoids it, his mind lost in thoughts.
He sits on his balcony all night, neglecting his health. After conducting some research, I found out that he has developed feelings for a certain girl and now wants to make her his own. I felt very strange to hear that. I am the leader of my pack, and since our business relationship with Haethon Kingdom is bad, my mind has been haunted. I was worried because of business; now that my son has started a new drama, I have to get out of this problem, so I told my nephew Aly about Jackson's condition and advised him to talk.
I took a deep breath and sat back in the chair. "What do I do with you, Jackson?" I opened the file and started trying to work.
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