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Chapter 36 - Tiberius
BryantPoor Tie. He can't catch a break.
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Dream Mate Chapter 37 - Katrina
I didn’t want to leave Tiberius. If I had a say in it, I wouldn’t leave his side except to use the bathroom and eat till he could wake up. But that tidbit of a conversation we heard isn’t something I can just let go of. Silvano is plotting against my Papa and Crista. I have to stop him. It hurt my heart to force myself to wake up—every fiber of my being wanted to stay connected to my mate. At least I can willingly, I use that term loosely, leave that dream word. I felt so groggy and drained of energy when I opened my eyes. I wish this were a different scenario. That I was waking up in my bed cuddled to Tiberius. Because minus the wires, monitoring machines, and the smells and ambient noise of the hospital, this was something I could get used to waking up to. I want that life where I fall asleep and wake up at his side. And I will have that future. We need to get through this war and bring Melania down to get there. With that thought in mind, I carefully climbed out of his hospital b
Dream Mate Chapter 38 - Tiberius
I groaned, fuck me. My head felt like it was in a vice, or I found a liquor store and drank it. Everything hurts now that I’m starting to come around and assess my body. I squinted into the dim as I tried to get my bearings. What’s the last thing I remember? I left the save room and ended up in that lame-ass throne room with the Shit Witch. I called her out for hiding her natural face and threw a pastry at her. I smirked as I recalled it hitting her right in the face. That pissed her off. And after that… it went black. Wonder if she’s realized her directive to kill any D’Amore was shut down by Katrina. Great. That means I’m probably in some messed up situation, and she thinks she will beat me into submission or somehow break me. Either way, Shit Witch should know by now that I can’t simply be broken. And now that I’ve found my mate, I will not break. I blinked, letting my eyes adjust to the dark space I was in. Oh yeah, I’m in a dungeon again. This bitch has me on a torture rack wi
Dream Mate Chapter 39 - Katrina
I don’t think I’ve ever been this pissed before. I mean, I’ve been pissed plenty in my life. I was pissed as a kid when someone called André and me bastards. I remember wailing on that older boy till Zia Isadora managed to get me off him, and Zio Damon had to heal the little shit. I was pissed the first time someone dared to call André any slur after he came out as gay. Those boys I beat so severely they had to spend time in the hospital as Zio Damon couldn’t simply heal them all at once. I was pissed when I turned sixteen and didn’t receive a wolf. I didn’t beat anyone up that day. Instead, I kept a smile on my face for my brother and then cried myself to sleep after the party was over. And since it was confirmed I was wolfless and magicless, I have fought tooth and nail to prove my worth in the pack. But right now, as I’m glaring at my Bisnonna, it’s like all those moments have rolled into one giant ball of burning, searing anger. Because of her inability to ensure her bitch siste
Dream Mate Chapter 40 - Tiberius
While I’m thrilled not to be on that torture rack and to have Katrina with me, something feels wrong. Like a hurt in my heart that’s not mine. Sure I have plenty of reasons for my heart to hurt like this. My parents were murdered, my pack was massacred, my best friend was executed, and I’m in a coma. I can’t seem to wake up despite knowing my other best friend, my mate, and their pack is in danger. So many reasons to feel this sadness, yet I know it’s not mine. I only started to feel this pain after Katrina kissed me. And as I lean on her for support leaving the dungeon, it hasn’t gone away. So the feeling must be coming from her. I can’t place why she feels so brokenhearted. Is it from seeing me on the torture rack? Is it something that happened with her Bisnonna? Only one way to find out. “Katrina…what’s wrong?” I asked because I won’t get answers if I stayed quiet. “Nothing. I mean, everything? I just found you being tortured in a dungeon for the second time. At least… at least t
Dream Mate Chapter 41 - Katrina
How do you tell a guy you are fated to be with that he wasn’t the only one? I don’t think ripping the band-aid off and just blurting it out is the right one, given the look on his face. I felt horrible for just blurting it out, but I couldn’t think of any way to tell him that would make it less shocking. Now, how much did I screw up by telling him? He went from having my body pinned by his to a tree and lovingly touching me to stumbling away as I burned him. I don’t know about you, but I don’t think the reaction bodes well for me. I can’t imagine what he’s feeling right now. Unlike me, he knew Thales. They were close, best friends, from what I understand. And here I am telling him posthumously that he was supposed to share me with Thales. “Tiberius…” I reached out when I saw him start to fall back. Thankfully August was faster and able to use his body to keep Tiberius from falling. He’s already injured. I don’t want him to get hurt further. I’ve already lost one mate before I even k
Dream Mate Chapter 42 - Tiberius
I’ve lost track of time at this point. Even if I count when Katrina comes and goes, it still doesn’t make sense to me. Probably because she leaves at random intervals when Madonie attacks, I know she wishes she could stay in my hospital room with me, but we both know it’s safest if she’s with her family. When she’s with me, she’s at her most vulnerable, only trusting whoever is guarding my room to protect her. And after that bullshit, the chief surgeon and the subordinate having a secret chat in my room while Katrina was there didn’t leave me feeling confident in anyone’s ability to protect her. But however long it’s been, the only highlight is that I’ve spent time with Katrina. Even if it’s in this fucking hellhole. We’ve made what feels like no progress in getting back to the castle. Every time we have tried to venture out into the forest to get back to Shit Witch’s castle, we end up back here at Rapunzel’s tower. “She’s fucking with us. I know it.” I grumbled as we set out again.
Dream Mate Chapter 43 - Katrina
I was not thrilled that Alexander chose that moment to wake me up. I don’t care what his reason is. The damn hospital could be under attack, and I would still rather be with Tiberius. I groaned, opening my eyes, turning my head from where it had been on Tiberius’ chest to glare at my cousin. “What is so damn important? You understand I’m trying to get my mate to wake up from a coma, right?” I questioned, sitting up, missing the feel of Tiberius’ body. “Yes, I understand that well, Kat. But Madonie is attacking, and they are coming at us hard this time. There will probably be casualties, and the hospital will be chaotic. Alpha wants you home where you will be safe.” Alexander sighed. “I’m sorry to take you away from him.” Delilah softly spoke up from behind Alexander. Okay, I can’t be mad at her, especially when she looks at me with those big innocent doe eyes. I pray for the males when she gets older; they all start falling at her feet. He doesn’t even realize he does it, but my co
Dream Mate Chapter 44 - Tiberius
I had every intention of staying in that safe room. I swear to Goddess, even if I’d considered leaving, I remembered what happened last time. My shoulders ache just thinking about that damn rack the Shit Witch had me on. I don’t want to relive that shit. And I don’t want to give Katrina any reason to worry about me. There is more than enough for her to handle in the real world. I don’t need her worrying more about me than she already does. So I decided I would stay put and maybe devise a plan for when we face the next level. We may not know what we’ll come up against, but given how the previous three levels went, it will probably be something related to old games. The first was cards, the second was chess, and the third was shoots and ladders. I was busy racking my brain for old games. I couldn’t come up with a lot of them. I’m in my twenties and didn’t play many old board games. So, of course, my enemy, an old bitch, would know more archaic games. It does make preparing for this nex
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