Loyalty to the Pack: Seed Brothers x Reader

Chapter 12: The Bliss's Touch

  Tracey... That's who you wanted. The voice of John practically purred the name over and over in your head. It was as if it was getting quieter and quieter as your vision was blurred with an explosion of green and the smell of bliss clouding your senses. The smell of John.

It felt so homey now. Like when your mother baked pies for various church events or when Lexi curled up at the foot of your bed and you could feel her warmth through the blankets.

This experience was different from the first time you entered the Bliss. The first time just felt like a dream. Everything you didn't know you wanted was projected right in front of you and then it disappeared. It was God showing you that envy wasn't the answer. If you continued to run from your problems, nothing would be solved. But, this was cruel.

Holly and John were cruel. Life was cruel. God, himself, was cruel. For gifting you something only to run away from it. To you, running was the only thing you were good at. Having pups or being truly mated to John, or Jacob, or Joseph was something that only existed in a dream and would continue to be a dream.

The green pollen of the bliss flowers gave way to reveal the sleep-like state of the Bliss. It hasn't changed in the looks department. The grey trees were still barren and the delicate white flowers blew in the warm breeze. Animals laid among the grass and no human or werewolf was insight.

Except for the shapeless figure off in the distance. It leaned against a twisted tree near the end of the field. You squinted your (e/c) eyes to get a better look. You took a step forward and another. The grass crunched under your bare feet as you walked to the edge.

The shapeless blur began to take shape. A muscular back was turned to you and vibrant tattoos and sins were carved into their skin. It was Joseph. The tattoos and the man bun were a dead give away.

Great, the last person you wanted to fucking see. He had caused all this. He was the barrier or was it, John? All of them gave you a purpose that you couldn't perform, they gave you these sins to carry. Lust, greed, wrath, and envy. Envy was what started it all and what would end it all. The envy of Holly and now the envy of others. The ability to see beyond Eden's Gate was what you were envious of. You knew what this... this thing was. What you were a part of. The hard part is letting go of those beliefs.

You dug your bloodied nails into the delicate skin of your wrist as you watched Joseph stare off into the distance. He didn't even notice you as you just stood behind him. "(Y/N), please, stand with me." His voice was all but a soft whisper as you took a step beside him. He didn't look at you, his sunglass-covered eyes just stared off into the distance.

"I assume you know of God's plans for you. I have preached it to all my children and my words have reached the ears of the resistance." His voice trailed off as he said the word resistance. The Resistance.... The Deputy... Hope county's savior as many people described him. The only time you met him you concluded that he was a dick.

"I know." Those two words were the only things you could say that weren't lies.

"John and Jacob have both spoken to me and we have decided you shall be the mother that the project needs. You will lead alongside us and protect us from the collapse. Our children will know not of pain or suffering. I have promised you before that you will want for nothing. That you have earned my love, but I believe you have not earned the love of yourself." Joseph slowly turned to face you and intertwined his fingers with yours. They were rough and callused from the years of hard labor. Yet, they had a gentleness that was only Joseph.

"How terrible it is to love something death can touch. This saying holds something near and dear to my heart. When I was younger, I feared for my brothers' lives. Now, I fear for yours. John fears for you. I had heard him crying in his room over the sheer agony he was in as I watched the blood drip down his arm. I immediately knew it was you. Jacob fears for you as well. He fears you might fall into the same pit he had. A false sense of security and darkness. It pains me to know you were hurt and God wouldn't let me help. The voice hasn't brought me as much comfort as it once had. You have a purpose, you don't need to hide or search anymore." His words made you feel like you were under a spell. Silent tears streamed down your face as you continued to stare into the Bliss's nothingness.