Stephanie's Perspective:
I find myself in Morgana's shadowy realm, enduring her cruel onslaught with unseen weapons. Despite the pain, my thoughts drift back to the night of our pack ceremony. Brock and I had been utterly drained after the intense ritual, where once again we confronted Morgana. We fell into a deep sleep that lasted through the next day.
That evening, filled with trepidation, I had settled my belongings in Brock's room. This new closeness with a man left me nervous and fearful, as I had no prior experience in such matters.
I didn't know how to keep my nerves in check now that Brock and I had marked each other. I could sense him feeling my anxiety, of that I was certain.
Brock sensed my anxiety as I stood lost in my own thoughts. Quietly, he slipped in behind me and gen
