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Chapter Twelve: Rescue From Brock’s opinion
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Grayson’s Perspective – As dusk settled in, I finished my work in the busy packhouse. I had helped Janice, who worked tirelessly, get the guests from Silverton’s pack settled into their rooms. Quietly following her, I watched as she rushed out of the packhouse, clearly troubled. This worried me; Janice, Brock, and I had always been close, almost like siblings, united by our shared experiences of war. Shrouded by the approaching embrace of twilight, I lingered in the slender shadows cast by the packhouse, my gaze trailing Janice's retreating form as she vanished into the softly lit entrance of our pack hospital. I presumed she sought advice from Alpha Brock, her urgency seemed clear through her facial expressions, a silent storm brewing beneath her purposeful stride. Janice soon reappeared, tears streaming down her cheeks, her chest breathing in and out with sobs. Blinded by grief, she stumbled across the moonlit street and vanished into the dense woods. Silently, I followed an unse
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Grayson - Under the canopy of twilight, I clasped Janice's hand, her fingers entwining with mine as they had in the sun-dappled days of our youth. With hearts pounding and the crispness of adventure in the air, we sprinted toward the serene expanse of the lake that lay cradled in the North Shore's embrace. The water beckoned to us like an old friend, its surface sparkled with the last golden rays of a setting sun. For us, who grew up as close as siblings, the lake was our refuge, a place where the symphony of splashes and joyful shrieks became the melody of our existence. As we shed the constraints of our clothing down to the barest of essentials, our laughter echoed with an unrestrained glee reminiscent of a time when life was simpler. The old tire swing, which hung from the wise old oak by the bank, was our chariot. Amid the sounds of creaking rope and our own anticipatory screams, we swung out over the heart of the lake, our bodies slicing through the humid air. With a collective
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Brock’s point of view-As I listened to my best friend speak on the phone to the nurse, I could not believe what I was hearing. Also, I was horrified by the things she asked the nurse to do.Janice asked the nurse to ensure Stephanie was signed off to go home, regardless of whether she was out of the coma. Janice wanted her friend to fake the doctor’s signature and get Stephanie away from who Janice claimed was her mate.What caused Janice to become so delusional? She is not my mate, nor will I ever be her mate. It is possible that Stephanie's life could have been lost had she not been under the care of a doctor if she had been seriously ill.If someone had told me Janice had done this, or that she wanted to do this to Stephanie, I would have been in shock. It would have been impossible for me to believe them. I am, however, able to hear what she is saying firsthand."We need to talk," I told the nurse, gesturing her to follow me while muting the nurses' cellphone.As I made my way to
Alpha Brocks Mate Chapter Nineteen: KABOOM!!
Janice's point of view –As I paced back and forth, the sharp heels of my stilettos etching grooves into the hard wooden floor, I was oblivious to the damage. My body trembled with fear — the kind of shaking that would've been visible to anyone who happened to be around.The moment Brock would finish reading through all those messages, I was certain he would demand a severe punishment.I nearly succumbed to Missy's influence, who through a series of text messages, talked me out of administering poison into Stephanie's IV. My mind was in chaos, consumed by thoughts of getting rid of Stephanie permanently.Brock and I had been intimate for so many years; losing him felt like losing a destined life partner. My heart ached profoundly as he pulled away from me. Each day without him was like being repeatedly stabbed with a sharp blade. His avoidance was clear – at work, at home, even at pack dinners where his absence coincided with my presence. It was unmistakable, he was distancing himself
Alpha Brocks Mate Chapter Twenty: I Have A Vampire to Kill
Stephanies Point of View: How dare he? The gall of that Alpha, to swoop in and steal my first kiss—my first kiss—as if it were nothing! Anger boiled within me, my thoughts racing like a tempest. Mate or not, consent is sacrosanct, and no one, especially not him, had the right to breach that. I vowed then and there, vengeance would be his escort when next we met. Family and friends, sensing the brewing storm within me, took their leave one by one. Their hurried goodbyes echoing my own irritation. It was common knowledge that distance was a friend when my mood turned foul. Here I was, languishing in this sterile room, champing at the bit to be discharged. The doctors’ insistence on an overnight stay fell on deaf ears. My wolf shared my impatience, restless and ready. My sister, bless her, had left a pair of leggings and a crop top alongside some underclothes. Practical for now, but my thoughts were far from fashion—I needed to confront Brock. The fate of my fri
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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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Third-Party Perspective:As the Suburban sped down the back road, the trees blurred past in a green and golden haze, a stark contrast to the tension coiled within the vehicle. Stephanie's grip on Brock's hand tightened with each wave of pain that wracked her body, her forehead beaded with sweat despite the cool autumn air seeping through the cracked window.Brock's heart raced as he watched his mate, Stephanie, contort in agony on his lap. He couldn't bear to see her in such pain, but he knew that they were running out of time. The driver's voice cut through the air, a note of urgency lacing his words as he asked if they needed to pull over.Stephanie knew time was not on their side, and she felt a growing urgency to act. Accustomed to living without powers, she had forgotten that she could simply wish herself and Brock directly into the safety of the pack hospital. "No, keep going," I gasped, clutching at Brock with one hand while the other grasped at the shards of my fading humanit
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Stephanie's Perspective:A rank odor filled the air. As I glanced around, nothing appeared wrong, which led me to realize the unpleasant smell was coming from me; okay, maybe I hadn't showered in a few days.I rummaged through my closet and picked out a pair of leggings and an oversized sweatshirt. After that, I opened my dresser and chose some underwear. Embracing a gradual approach, I completed my outfit with fuzzy socks, opting for comfort above all today. Laying my chosen outfit on the bed, I grabbed a towel and made my way to the shower. The water hissed and sputtered as I turned on the tap. The steam curled up around the room, wrapping me in a comforting embrace.As I stepped into the shower, the hot water was a sharp contrast to the coldness that had settled into my bones over the past few days. Water cascaded over me, its soothing rhythm a backdrop to my troubled thoughts.I admit I had let my depression take over me, crippling me mentally for the past week? I am not even ce
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Stephanie’s Perspective:I positioned myself to see both astral Brock and Vincent. It became clear Vincent didn't want to harm me; he was torn because he simply aimed to rescue his mate from Adrian. I empathized if Adrian had taken Brock, I'd go to great lengths to reclaim my mate."Vincent!" I shouted, struck by a plan to retrieve his mate without jeopardizing myself or upsetting Brock by using me as bait."Listen, I have an idea. We'll need Sapphire's assistance. Without another viable plan, we can't break through the barrier.Additionally, I've concealed a special gift from most. I don't want people to feel uncomfortable around me, thinking I am reading their mind twenty-four seven. Truthfully, the ability is sometimes annoying. I really don't want to know what people think. What I can do is establish a telepathic connection with almost anyone, except for pure humans. I'll use this ability to mentally inform Adrian tha
