Is Sheena Still With Brock Novels & Stories

I said, almost teary, I also began to fan my eyes with my hands. “I would say she granted you all,” she said with a smile. I shot her a glare and she burst out laughing. “Okay okay,” she raised her arms, surrendering, “Maybe you're right, but you're wolfless and still got to get married to the brother of the alpha, a beta?” she pointed out, “Now tell me if that isn't so perfect after all,” she added and I nodded, she was indeed right. “Rena? Could you give me a moment?” she asked, “I don't mean to leave you alone, but I have some things to sort out,” she said, glancing at her phone.

Exhaling a resigned sigh, it dawned on me that I was now encircled by not one, but two inexhaustibly spirited relatives, each radiating a ceaseless torrent of liveliness. Rylan hurried to the room he shared with his partner Linda, urgently seizing his every step. He had to reveal the truth to her—the mysterious woman in Brock's office wasn't Morgana. With an unfamiliar face soon to cross the threshold, Selena's safety was at stake, and she'd be forced to prove her return to normalcy, repeatedly. Brock, amidst the crowd packed shoulder to shoulder in his office, made the call to move to the spacious conference room. Agatha, too, was granted entry, given her mother was the central topic of dis

'She's not lying, she really wants to help,' Lucien informs me as he peeks out to look at her through my eyes. Brocks clears his throat. He's been watching me pace all over the fucking floor since we got here. "If you think about it, she's the best shot we have," Brock speaks up, stepping forward when I cast a glare at him. He dares not interrupt as I pinch my brows, drawing small circles on my temple. "Alright, who's this Sevika you're talking about?" She was going to pick up her tea but her hand freezes the moment the question left my lips.

his brooding voice boomed through the speaker. “It’s Brooke. I need to book an appointment with Shensea, it doesn’t matter the cost, and I’d like to earliest possible slot,” I went straight to the point. He hummed oddly, “I’ll get in touch with her and let you know what she says. She decides if you can see her, not the urgency of your situation.” “Oh, uhm… okay,” I breathed, crossing my fingers and hoping for a positive reply as the line went dead. I’d just leaned back into my chair and swiped open my I*******m to distract myself while I wait when I heard a knock on my door.

It is just funny when these two pathetic people only have each other, and he knows a secret that even she doesn't know. Cohen just looks on with a slight interest. He has no idea what anyone is talking about. "This is Mila..... Jaxson’s fated mate"

she suddenly said "Is there anything I can do to have you back?" What? Be together with her? "Look Safeenah, I know it can't be easy for you but I'm sorry I love only one woman now and that's Maryam. I can't hurt her and I will never do" "But you already did Kareem" my subconscious said "And what about what we shared in the past?" She asked

She knew he hadn't meant to hit her, but she needed him to understand that only one man in this room had truly tried to protect her, and it wasn't Ashton. Her brother's brow furrowed. "If I go, he goes as well. I'm not leaving him alone with you. That's final." Ashton's response was hard edged, and Joanna sensed she wouldn't win that battle. She squeezed Brock's hand again and gave him a small nod to let him know she was fine to be left alone. "Come, Kincade. I'll see you out. I think it is best you go home today." Brock rose, his gaze still on Joanna's face. "And the wedding?"

Marcus hesitated for a fraction of a second before placing the tablet in front of him. "You need to see this." Theodore exhaled sharply, not in the mood for distractions. But when his eyes flicked to the screen, his entire demeanor shifted. A video played—a breaking news report featuring Sheena Valerio, standing outside Thatcher Enterprises, answering questions with a coy smile. "Theodore and I had a lot to talk about. Our past, mostly," Sheena’s voice rang out, smooth and practiced. Theodore's grip on the tablet tightened. Then, the reporter’s next question: "Are you two getting back together?"

“Don’t any of you boys dance, or are you too cool?” “Something like that,” Brock chuckles, taking a swig of his beer. “You coming, Brookie?” Fallon asks, glancing over her shoulder at her sister. It doesn’t look like Brooke really wants to, but she begrudgingly slides off of Theo’s lap, planting a kiss on his lips before she heads to join her sister and her friends. The four of them walk away, and while I should be relieved that Quinn’s no longer here to witness my embarrassment, I immediately feel the loss of her presence. Even though I shouldn’t, I can’t help but want to be near her.

"Why did you showing me this? I don't want to see this." Brooke cut her eyes at me, " there is more, TMZ posted this pic so I followed the link." She grabbed her phone hit a couple of buttons then sat up, "ok so I'm not reading everything but apparently they showed up at some event together and in the middle of all this he left to take a private phone call." Brooke glanced over at me before continuing, "after over an hour he returned to an upset Christina. The two had a verbal altercation and Seth left the party without her."