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“Rowan…”Sage calls softly as he pushes the door of the alpha’s office open. The room is dark, with the curtains at the window shut, yet Sage can make out the alpha sitting behind his desk. He sports a small smile as he walks in closer, but once he’s close enough, his nose instantly catches the metallic smell of blood. His gaze moves to the floor, where there are broken pieces of glass and a cigar burning through the rug, filling the room with a burning smell.“Rowan…” he calls again, quieter this time, walking around the desk until he’s by the alpha’s side.“Rowan, you’re bleeding—” Sage’s voice cracks a little, his brows knitting as he reaches for his hand, but Rowan suddenly lifts his head, piercing Sage with his gaze that makes the omega visibly flinch.Rowan doesn’t move. His hands are resting on the armrest, with blood dripping slowly from his palm onto the carpet. His jaw is clenched tight, and his eyes are hooded, fixed on nothing in particular.If the dark, gloomy pheromones
Rowan leans back in his seat, rolling his glass of wine with one hand and tapping with a cigar. He brings it to his lips, his eyes trailing on Knox, who walked into his office a few moments ago, and his lips curl into a smirk as if the words that just came out of the hunter’s mouth were nothing more than for his entertainment.“You want Sage?” Rowan says as if it’s the most absurd thing he has ever heard in his entire life. He titters and takes a drag of his cigar.Knox clenches his hands at his side, standing tall over the table while his unwavering blue eyes don’t move away from the alpha. “He’s my mate; it’s only right that he’s with me.”“You walked into my office and want to claim my Luna?” Rowan says and scans him over, his voice calm and unbothered, yet there’s a dangerous glint playing in his eyes that shows that the hunter has stepped into a dangerous territory. He meets his eyes, and his smirk turns sinister. “You have a lot of courage, I give you that.”“I’ve waited my whol
When Sage returns to the villa, he slams the door so hard that there's almost a crack in the wall. He finds Rowan in the kitchen. He rushes towards the male, and as he turns to face him, Sage's arms immediately wrap around his abdomen, and he rests his head on his chest.“Hey, easy there, kitten,” Rowan says, a bit baffled as his arms go around the omega, holding him, feeling the way he trembles against his body, his breath coming out ragged and his heart pounding so fast and hard Rowan hears it. He also smells fear engulfing him like a blanket. Rowan's hands slide up Sage's back, stroking smoothly, trying to ground him. “What happened, kitten? What got you so scared?” He asks softly in his ear, lowering his head to brush his lips against his temple.Sage shakes his head quickly, pressing his face hard into Rowan’s chest, almost as if trying to hide inside if he could. He can't say it. His throat burns with words that want to claw out, but they stick like glue on his tongue. The s
Sage wakes up in an unfamiliar room. He blinks at the ceiling, the glow of daylight creeping through curtains he doesn’t recognize. There is a dull ache in his lower back and an even stronger ache between his legs and thighs. He turns to his side, the sheets falling to his waist, but Sage finds himself staring at the forest through a large glass window. He blinks at the green sight of tall trees and grass. Suddenly, memories from the night come flashing in his head, and instantly, Sage flushes and covers his face with the sheets. They’ve had sex several times, but there's something different about this time that made Sage feel like he’s going to turn into a puddle—Rowan’s hands, his mouth, the way he took control until Sage could barely breathe through his nose and his own name. The more he thinks about it, the harder his heart beats, and he’s squealing under the covers.He kicks the sheets off himself and rises to his feet, groaning at the pain in his back. He ignores the bruises o
Bloodfang is holding a feast. The feast is loud with wolves laughing, drinking, and eating like they hadn’t seen food in weeks, while the long dining table is filled with various types of food that haven’t yet been touched. Sage is getting used to the lavish feast the pack throws frequently. It’s a long night, and he’s bored. Rowan hasn’t been present the whole night.He nods his head to the sound of the drums, sitting at the edge of the long table, but that’s before his rhythm was cut off when he was dragged to the dance floor by a few omega girls.“Come on, Luna,” they tease, giggling as they circle him, moving their bodies to the beat of the drums that suddenly seem to get louder, and everyone looks like they are looking at him now, most of them clapping their hands, waiting for him to dance.Sage stands awkwardly in their midst, realizing it’s ridiculous as they spin him around, but then he moves, one step at a time, awkwardly and not knowing what the heck he’s doing. He can’t dan
Kieran tosses and turns on his bed. He exhales a sigh as he looks out the window, where the sky is dark and the stars are gleaming up there so bright. He blinks. He can’t sleep. For some reason, his bed feels uncomfortable, like the sheets are too cold against his skin, like something is missing.He rolls to his side, burying his face into the pillow. There’s no scent on the pillow, just his own, and that’s not enough. He finds himself craving something, and when realization gnaws at him, his chest tightens with irritation.He drags his hand over his face and pulls himself to a sitting position. He takes himself off his bed and pulls open his wardrobe, slipping on the sweater with its hoodie over his head. He slips out of his room and out of the pack house, heading towards the outskirts of the pack where his mate’s cabin is located.~*~When Kieran finally arrives at Seth’s cabin, he pushes his way into the house and finds the silver-haired male in his bed, fast asleep with the bedshe