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Brock’s point of view:My eyelids fight their way open, heavy as if weighted down by the traces of a fading nightmare. The world swims into focus slowly, and the surreal haze lingers, making me question whether I'm still ensnared in the clutch of a dream. But the harsh reality bites as I feel the coarse bite of knotted ropes— I’m hanging, stark naked, suspended by my wrists from a cold metal ceiling joist. Beneath the ropes, my ankles are cruelly bound, the twine digging deep, slicing into my flesh with every small movement, leaving behind angry gashes and kissing my skin with pain. A sideways glance reveals my mate to my left, her mouth obstructed, gagged effectively yet I can tell—it's in the fire of her eyes—she’s hurling silent profanities towards our unseen captors below. Her defiance ignites a spark of rebellion within me, and I stifle the panic that threatens to rise in my throat. Her mounds of flesh are full, with sumptuous pinkish hills begging for my
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Brocks Point of View—As I plummeted through the tempest of my own thoughts, my mind meandered back to the instant Stephanie stormed into my world, dragging tumult in her wake like a comet tail. My existence had been a fortress of predictability, devoid of the heart-pounding emergencies that now punctuated my days like an insistent Morse code. Life had transformed into an exhilarating, frenetic ride—a roller coaster that twisted and turned with the wild energy of Stephanie's presence.Under normal circumstances, fear and I were strangers. But as I teetered on the brink of a bubbling cauldron, primal terror took hold. Desperation surged within me, a wild, flailing attempt to evade my scalding demise. Beside me, Stephi's frantic struggles mirrored my own—equally futile, equally frantic. My eyes slammed shut, holding my breath, as I plummeted into the abyss, expecting searing agony. But then... nothing. No blistering heat, no pain. I landed in a viscous, lukewarm
Alpha Brocks Mate Chapter Thirty-Eight: WITCHES RIDDLES
Grayson’s Point of View –Engulfed in the witches' enigmatic murmurs, they prowled around me, their eyes scanning every inch with an unnerving thoroughness, probing for secrets that surely only the gods were privy to. Cryptic allusions to ancient curses swirled through the air, their meanings tantalizingly out of reach, leaving me grappling for comprehension amidst the obscure chatter.The indignity of my exposure gnawed at my resolve. There I stood, stripped bare, subject to the invasive gaze of three strangers—women who were not Esme, who had no right to behold me as only my beloved should. With each passing second, the affront clawed more fiercely at my dwindling patience, threatening to unleash the storm brewing within.With a growl tempered to a low hum, careful not to provoke the witches' ire, I spoke, "Have you feasted your eyes enough upon my form? A sight meant solely for Esme's gaze. I would appreciate it if you'd clothe me in garments once more. And while at it, perhaps you
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Brocks Point of View –The scene before me was truly mesmerizing. Everywhere I looked, there was an abundance of beauty that captivated my senses. In the center of the pack, I witnessed breathtaking waterfalls cascading down with impressive force. The sight of the water gushing and splashing created a mesmerizing display of nature's raw power and beauty.Next, my eyes were drawn to the serene lily ponds, where delicate flowers floated gracefully on the calm surface. The vibrant colors of the lilies contrasted perfectly with the lush green surroundings, creating a picturesque scene that seemed straight out of a fairytale.But it didn't end there. To my astonishment, I caught glimpses of enchanting mermaids swimming in what appeared to be shimmering mini ponds. Their graceful movements in the water added an element of mysticism to the already picturesque setting. I couldn't help but be in awe of their presence and the magic they seemed to bring to the pack.Amongst all this beauty, my a
Alpha Brocks Mate Chapter Forty: MEMORIES OF SAPPHIRES MOTHER THE SORCEROUS
Sapphire point of view –Overwhelmed by a melancholy that seemed to claw at my very soul, I was compelled to subject yet another pair of star-crossed mates to the merciless trial that had doomed all previous unions of wolf and mermaid through the annals of time. The harrowing curse persisted, unbroken like the relentless waves upon the shore.As for my mother, smeared in the mortals' whispered stories and feared as the malevolent sorceress of lore, little did they know the truth that lay hidden behind the tales. Her heart, once tender and kind, was far from the dark caricature they had conjured in their fables.In the cherished, mahogany-toned recesses of my childhood memories, I often found myself locked in fervent debate with my dear mother, the strands of our debate woven tightly in society now with the stuff of myths and dreams.I was unshakably convinced that the mermaid, now the protagonist of every beloved tale, had no need for the woven enchantments and spun spells my mother s
Alpha Brocks Mate Chapter Forty: MEMORIES OF SAPPHIRES MOTHER THE SORCEROUS
Sapphire's point of view –Overwhelmed by a melancholy that seemed to claw at my very soul, I was compelled to subject yet another pair of star-crossed mates to the merciless trial that had doomed all previous unions of wolf and mermaid through the annals of time. The harrowing curse persisted, unbroken like the relentless waves upon the shore.As for my mother, smeared in the mortals' whispered stories and feared as the malevolent sorceress of lore, little did they know the truth that lay hidden behind the tales. Her heart, once tender and kind, was far from the dark caricature they had conjured in their fables.In the cherished, mahogany-toned recesses of my childhood memories, I often found myself locked in fervent debate with my dear mother, the strands of our debate woven tightly in society now with the stuff of myths and dreams.I was unshakably convinced that the mermaid, now the protago
Alpha Brocks Mate Chapter Forty-One: WILL YOU GO OUT WITH ME TONIGHT
Brocks Point of View: When we got back to my pack house, I was surprised that Stephanie offered to help, knowing that I was short a beta. I have never seen someone so competent as Stephanie, she figured out the budgets, went over increasing security with men and changing up on when and who took over a shift of guard, pack security on the grounds. This way someone trying to figure out the schedules of our wolves guarding that tried to sneak in between shifts could not happen.Stephanie has been an invaluable support in managing the company from the pack house. She has meticulously reviewed all the budgets, identifying strategies to reduce expenses and enhance profits. Moreover, this remarkable mate of mine took the initiative to overhaul our electronic security protocols, implementing improvements at my business, within the pack house, and across our grounds.The pack's pups adore her—she dedicates part of her day to engage with the young in the nursery, granting the omegas
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Brock's perspective: I crouched by Stephanie's side, stroking her pale cheek, willing her to fight through. Dr. Mildred was a blur of motion, her hands swift and sure as she worked to stop the bleeding, her brow furrowed with concentration, her lips moving in silent prayer or perhaps a list of medical steps. The clock on the wall ticked in mockery of my racing heart, its hands moving too slowly for my liking. It seemed time itself had conspired to increase the torture, drawing out each moment into an unbearable eternity. Minutes - or was it hours? - passed and finally, Dr. Mildred straightened with a tired sigh, peeling off her gloves. "We've managed to stop the bleeding," she announced, her eyes meeting mine. It was the first hope I'd clung to since it had all begun.With that small reassurance, I allowed myself to draw a breath, my grip on Stephanie's hand loosening just slightly. Then the heart monitor screamed out with a shrill tone showing Stephanie's heart had stoppe
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