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Jasmine stuck with Liam who met up with Mason, the boy clearly had questions for the two but refrained from asking due to Liam's relaxed state. They stopped on the field where the opposing teams were preparing for the game against each other, Liam's body tensed once his eyes landed on Brett who stood shirtless. "I don't care if he's a foot taller than me─ I think I can take him," Liam told his two friends, Jasmine furrowed her brows as she stood next to him and turned her eyes to Brett who seemed to be smirking; she knew he was listening to their conversation. "Yeah..." Mason breathed out, his gaze focused deeply on Brett's torso rather than the conversation, the sight made Jasmine smile.

"What do you think you're doing?" Liam asked Mason with a tone of disbelief. "What? Me?" Mason questioned back having been startled from admiring Brett's body, "Agreeing with you! I'm being agreeable!" Jasmine chuckled under her breath, shaking her head fondly at the two best friends. "...You think he's hot, don't you?" Liam asked Mason in irritation. "No! No. Not at all! No way!" Mason adamantly defended despite Liam and Jasmine being able to tell he was lying. Mason sighed as he took notice of Liam's expression that showed he didn't believe him, "Maybe... Yeah, maybe a little..." Jasmine laughed again as she pulled her phone out to see a message from Victoria saying, 'Had a hunter run in last night. Might come visit.' Which bought a grin to Jasmine.

"He wants to destroy me," Liam reminded his best friend, a frown deepset on his face at those words. "I think you could definitely take him..." Mason assured him before looking at Brett and adding, "...and then give him to me." Jasmine looked up at Mason completely amused by the fifteen year old, she adored the two boys; even Liam was amused by Mason's words. "No," Mason spoke directing his full attention on Liam, "Just go out there and kick their smug prep-school asses!" Liam smiled at the words, "All right." Mason nodded before making his way to the bleachers leaving Jasmine with Liam who still seemed anxious. "Hey," Jasmine called, placing her phone back into her pocket, Liam looking up at her.

"You can do this, Liam. You just go out there and play the game, focus on the game like your stepdad taught you," Jasmine encouraged as she placed her hand on his arm, "Don't overthink Brett's intentions. The one who challenges you is the one who makes you better." Liam nodded before hugging Jasmine, the girl smiled as she hugged him back. "If he becomes too much, let me know and I'll handle it. Wonder how neon green hair would look on him?" Jasmine suggested bringing a laugh out of Liam as he pulled back. "Thanks, Jas," Liam told her before moving to get ready for the game, Jasmine locked gazes with Brett who pouted but she simply winked before joining Mason on the school bleachers.

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When Scott and Stiles arrived at the field, both of their gazes searched for Jasmine finding her in conversation with Mason and Violet; the sight of the Garrett's girlfriend sitting with her angered both. However, it was Stiles who walked over and grabbed Jasmine's hand pulling her down to the bench to sit with him instead. "Miss me much?" Jasmine teased making Stiles flush pink, he rubbed the back of his neck but didn't deny it; he loved being in her presence. "With Garrett being the threat, we don't trust his girlfriend around you," Stiles told her truthfully, she nodded her head in acceptance before leaning into Stiles' side.

"Let's go! Let's go! Come on!" Coach Finstock called out while clapping his hands in encouragement. "Hey, McCall!" Coach Finstock called out to the teen standing with Stiles and Jasmine, "I said... get your ass on the field!" Scott turned to the coach, "But Coach, his leg's still healing. I don't think he should play." Jasmine looked at Scott in sympathy, he wanted to get Liam out of the game to protect him from Garrett as they assumed that Liam was the target. "He says his fine!" Coach Finstock replied to Scott as he walked by Jasmine, patting the top of her head receiving a smile from the girl; she had become his favourite student.

"As Captain, I'm suggesting Liam sit out of the gane," Scott demanded making Coach Finstock laugh. "And, as the president of the United States, I'm vetoing that suggestion," Coach Finstock argued back against Scott who sighed in exasperation. "What if he gets hurt?" Scott questioned the man. "Hey, Liam!" Brett called out, "Think fast!" Brett tossed a fast passed ball towards the boy, he immediately caught it without struggle or hesitation bringing a grin to Coach Finstock's face. "Oh, he plays!" Coach Finstock demanded leaving Scott with no more excuses. Jasmine sent Scott a smile as she stood up and stepped towards him, "Just look out for each other."

Jasmine kissed Scott's cheek, the eighteen year olds heart rate picked up from the soft touch of her lips. The area she kissed was tingling with a pleasant sensation that warmed his entire body. Jasmine giggled noticing that Scott had to lower his head due to his Alpha eyes flashing in reaction to his soulmates kiss. "Be careful out there, Scott," Jasmine told him softly, one of her hands resting on her stomach while the other squeezed the Alphas. Scott nodded before gently letting go of Jasmine's hand, she sent him another sweet smile before joining Stiles back on the bench who was still hesitant about leaving her alone.

"Go on, Stiles. I'll stay by Coach's side," Jasmine encouraged the eighteen year old boy who was clearly hesitant as well. "Are you sure?" Stiles asked, his hand instinctively resting on her cheek as he watched her with softened eyes. "Yes, go. Score a goal for me... if you can," Jasmine teased having heard all the stories from Lydia. Stiles scoffed fondly, he kissed her temple leaving a tingling sensation in his wake before he headed out onto the field leaving the pregnant seventeen year old sitting at the bench near Coach Finstock. "There you go, Liam! Liam... Stilinski... McCall...! Oh!" Coach Finstock called out in support of his favourite team players.

Jasmine winced each time Brett knocked Liam down, she knew that the taller teen was trying to taunt Liam and test his limits as a new werewolf but even Jasmine was feeling an surge of protection over the Packs newest Beta. Jasmine stood up and stormed over to Brett, she grabbed his collar tight and pulled him down so they were face to face, "I swear to Poseidon, if you hurt that boy, I'm coming for you." Brett swallowed cautiously at the sight of her Siren eyes, he knew better than to truly anger a Lute Siren as their protective nature could lead them to curses and homicide; and someone as advanced as Jasmine was not an enemy he wanted.

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The massive clash between Brett, Liam and Garrett caused Jasmine to jump up from her seat, her hands resting against her small bump watching the scene ahead of her with worry. "How hard did you hit him?" Scott asked Liam who was mostly unharmed while Brett was groaning in pain. "I didn't..." Liam expressed with a frown, "He hit me." Scott fixed up Liam's dislocated bone while Brett was put onto a stretcher and taken off of the field. Kira sat next to Jasmine on the bench, the Kitsune had been benched by Coach Finstock which allowed Scott and Stiles to feel less tense about their soulmate being alone.

"Are you cut? Did Garrett cut you?" Scott asked frantically, his eyes worried having noticed Garrett's smirk and the blade being snapped back into his Lacrosse stick, Liam checked but felt nothing. "No. No, I'm okay..." Liam reassured the older teen. "Then he missed..." Scott trailed off confused as he looked around. "What do you mean?" Liam questioned in slight fear. "It's you, Liam... You're the one he's after," Scott answered him before sharing a look with Stiles. Jasmine furrowed her brows having heard the conversation, she turned her head to Garrett who was still smirking before she tilted her head down, allowing her eyes to shift and locate Brett's body; her eyes widened at the tainting presence in the boys system.

Without saying anything, Jasmine had jumped up and rushed inside unaware of Violet missing from the stands. The pregnant teen hurried into the locker room where she found the paramedics unconscious but thankfully, alive. She was light on her feet as she walked around the corner finding Brett sliding across the floor in an attempt to escape but there was no one else in sight. Jasmine rushed over to Brett, dropping to her knees before resting a hand over his torso where the wound was festering from the yellow wolfsbane. "Just hold on, Brett," Jasmine whispered before muttering a soft song under her lips, the water in his system twisted and turned unharmed moving to remove the wolfsbane from his system.

Violet smirked as she stepped out from the corner, her hands tightened on the thermo-cut wire before she slipped it around the seventeen year olds neck. The girl quickly raised her hand and placed it between the wire and her neck. "You must be stupid to come alone knowing how valuable you are," Violet sneered as she tightened the cord. "This wasn't your plan for me, was it?" Jasmine asked, shielding her fear as Brett watched helplessly; his instinct to protect the pregnant girl stirred but he felt useless unable to move. "I don't care for scales, practiced Sirens like you know how to keep them from others but that money... it's enough," Violet remarked, her eyes flooding with desire of the money.

Jasmine took a steady breath before she bumped Violet back, the girl smacking harshly into the lockers causing her to be disoriented. "You should know, Violet... Us Sirens are very temperamental when you threaten our family," Jasmine growled, her eyes shining blue and turning to slits as her scales formed over her and in the reflection of the mirrors, the two girls made eye contact. Before Violet could say anything, she felt an uncomfortable pressure in her chest before her hands dropped from the wire and she began coughing up large amounts of water; choking on it harshly as Jasmine turned around and continued her soft siren song under her breath.

Violet had tears flowing down her face, desperately trying to breath however, she was unable to due to the mass amount of water drowning her. "Jasmine," Scott's soothing voice pulled the Siren from her curse immediately, Violet freed from the water however, the lack of oxygen left her unconscious but alive. "I... I didn't mean..." Jasmine breathed out horrified by her angered actions that almost killed Violet but Scott pulled her into his chest. "It's okay, love. As long as you're safe," Scott cooed before using a claw to cut the wire from Jasmine's neck, tossing it aside as he closed his eyes and cherished his soulmate being unharmed.

Stiles and Liam rushed into the room seeing the large mass of water slowly fading before looking up at Jasmine in Scott's arms, her eyes closed as she took calming breaths. Stiles walked over and rested his hand on Jasmine's back as he looked at Scott who spoke, "I think you better call your dad." Stiles nodded and moved to do so however, Jasmine turned to look at Brett and frowned. "We need to get Brett to Deaton," Jasmine told Scott, he nodded before he and Liam moved to lift the beta and carry him to Jasmine's car so she could drive him to Deaton leaving Scott and Stiles to handle the situation in the locker room.

"Be careful," Stiles told Jasmine as she moved to get into her car, she turned to look at him and saw the darkened anger that lurked just behind the worry and fear of losing her. Jasmine stepped closer to Stiles, cupping his cheeks which immediately relaxed the eighteen year old human. "I'll be careful but as you can see, I can handle myself if need be," Jasmine assured him before she leaned up and kissed the underside of Stiles' jaw leaving a pleasurable tingle behind that Stiles wanted more of. "I'll see you later," Jasmine promised before getting into the car and driving in the direction of Deaton's clinic.

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With Violet arrested and Deaton helping Brett, Jasmine felt a little unease fade however, her tension was still present upon a message from Stiles that Garrett had taken off. With assurance from Deaton that he'd look after Brett until he was fully healed, Jasmine got into her car and made the drive back to her now home with Jordan. She smiled softly at the sight of Stiles' jeep parked out the front, she pulled into the driveway and grabbed her bag, getting out before closing and locking it. Stiles flailed out of the car and approached Jasmine, she giggled at his movements before wrapping her arms around his torso knowing he was searching for reassurance.

Jasmine knew from her uncle that human soulmates struggled with the new overwhelming sense of the bond. And someone hyperactive like Stiles would feel the need to be near Jasmine as often as possible due to not feeling the Supernatural part of the bond like Scott would. As a Werewolf, Scott would be able to feel Jasmine's emotions and such once they fully accept each other. For Stiles, it would be more like a distant presence however, they didn't know what kind of effects the late possession left Stiles with other than nightmares and slight fear of his own capabilities and intelligence.

"I'm okay, Sti," Jasmine cooed as Stiles held her carefully but close, his head nestled in her neck as he felt his entire body relax and calm down. "I know..." Stiles whispered back. His whole life, he felt like something was missing in his soul and nothing ever really managed to fill that puzzle piece but since meeting Jasmine for the first time, that piece was full and the fear of ever losing it sprouted something sinister in his heart. "Wanna stay?" Jasmine asked Stiles, she was a cuddly person and being in one of her soulmates arms was soothing in an unexplainable way. "Yeah, I'll stay," Stiles replied, he locked his car before they headed inside. Jordan would be working a night shift which would've left her alone.

After a quick shower, Jasmine changed into her silk pj shorts and a random t-shirt before walking into her room where Stiles was laying on the bed wearing a plain shirt and some joggers that he had in his jeep. He smiled at Jasmine, admiring her long legs and the way her hair fell over her shoulders. His eyes landed on her stomach, the small bump was noticable and he found it adorable how careful she was. Jasmine switched her light off activating her night-light to project a galaxy on the roof, something that helped her sleep. She crawled into the bed and snuggled into Stiles' embrace. "How far along are you?" Stiles asked in genuine curiosity.

"Around four months by my next check up," Jasmine answered with a small smile, "The baby will be here before Senior year. Probably at the beginning of summer." Stiles smiled at the way her eyes lit up, her excitement about the baby was contagious and even Stiles was eager for the baby. He never thought he'd want to be a father so young ─ even if the baby wasn't biologically his or Scott's ─ the two would protect the little one with everything they were. "Are you hoping for a specific gender?" Stiles asked next, his fingers brushing soothingly through her hair. "Not really... but I'd love a son," Jasmine replied tiredly, her eyes fluttering. "You're gonna be a great mom," Stiles whispered to her, the words warming her chest as she fell asleep safe with Stiles.

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ᯓ★ HELLO, MY BRIGHT STARS ୭˚. ᵎᵎ

I'm not gonna lie, there might be more stilesxjasmine scenes for a while as she doesn't want him feeling left out of the Supernatural bond due to being human; scott will be very okay with this btw

See you in the next chapter!

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