Story Of Brokeback Mountain Novels & Stories

"Be glorious. This is all I have left to give." I watched the beam of light from the temple far away, a small, satisfied smile on my face. Then, I coughed up a mouthful of blood. I sank to my knees on the mountain, my body trembling from the exertion. Maybe it was time to go back to the pack...

Blue blemishes were prominent, as well as scratches. My blood pressure accelerated, more because Zion was out of my hands. He couldn't stand by the fact his 'supposed mate' was hurt. He was ready to burn the whole town and find out who treated her this way. He acted as if she solely belonged to him, but we both somehow knew it's just a result of our frustration, we were tired of finding our beloved mate.

I’ve already fucked things up beyond repair, so what’s one more nail in my coffin? “Last year, there was a party up at the lodge,” I begin, diving right in. Nessa’s eyes stay trained on me as I recount the same story I told Chase, and even though it’s a special kind of torture to see her reaction play out on her face, I don’t look away. I watch as she takes it all in, and when I get to the part about how I killed the woman from Boulder with my bare hands, she sucks in a sharp gasp of alarm. Still, she stays. She listens. She doesn’t interrupt me, and I go on. I tell her how Alpha Vaughn handled it and how Troy held it over my head after his death.

Arsen was taking deep drags on his cigarette on the roof of Leo’s hotel, gazing out at the view of the Willamette River cutting through the city of Portland. He’d been forced to lie to Claire, telling her he was meeting with a professor that morning, even though he no longer had any business on campus other than turning in his thesis revisions.

This pup is mine, and I will protect it with everything I have. As for this fractured mate bond? It was only a matter of time before it snapped completely. When I got home, the house was pitch black. Ryan didn't come back for several days. I didn't call to ask where he was. Instead, I focused on taking care of myself and the pregnancy, and I privately consulted the pack elders about the procedure for severing a mate bond. The next time I saw Ryan was on Clara's Instagram. An Alpha who usually hated photos was actually wearing a cartoon headband, posing for pregnancy portraits with Clara.

A month ago, at the Blackrock pack's victory celebration for annexing the Silvermoon pack, Damian had been drunk out of his mind. He had kicked open my door, a wild beast out of control, pressing me into the bed, tearing at my clothes. That wasn't love. It was a declaration of ownership, a conquest. The next morning, he woke up with no memory of what had happened. The memory chilled me to the bone, and I wavered. But the promise of our Blood Moon mating—the only lifeline I could cling to before drowning—kept me afloat. I told myself it had been an accident. He was drunk, not himself, and I would forgive him.

There was a look of mixed emotions in his eyes, but he nodded in the end. After Dominic was brought away, Derek and I sat facing each other in silence. He waited for me to speak first. It was what he'd always done. I didn't even know where to begin. I once believed what I had with Derek was a love that could endure the test of time. Later, I realized I was only deceiving myself. It had been futile from the start. Years ago, during a pack dispute, Mary had nearly lost her life. My mother, Wanda Sullivan, arrived just in time to save her.

Everything they'd built would collapse. "Are we doing the right thing?" she asked Asher that evening. "I don't know. But you're staying true to your principles. That's all you can do." News of Drake's peaceful departure spread across the alliance. Reactions were mixed. Some packs admired the principled approach. Others saw it as weakness. But something unexpected happened. Three weeks after establishing New Mountain Pack, Drake sent a message. "We've encountered problems we can't solve alone. Harsh winter, difficult hunting, no healers. We request permission to trade with the alliance. Food and medical supplies in exchange for labor and furs."

] [ Final cashback of $20,000,000 has been credited. At the same time, a news alert popped up on my phone: a female patient at a local psychiatric hospital had suffered a fatal cerebral hemorrhage. After that, the system went quiet. No more alerts from Lily. The system had finally broken. I turned off my phone and tightened my hold on Jane’s hand. The sun was warm, the breeze just right.

“I promise I will pay back the money. Just give me some more time.” “How much time! Marianne, when are we going to get our money back.” The first one with a hideous scar on his face leaned over. “Please…. I will get the money soon.. Please.” “Tak, this won’t do.” And the next second something hard struck the back of my head hard and a sense of my consciousness left my body as I fell on the ground.