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“The whole pack is talking about you.”Those are the first words that come out of Bloom’s lips as soon as she walks into the bedroom. Sage blinks at her from where he’s curled up on the bed. He pulls himself to a sitting position and rolls his eyes.“What is it this time?”Bloom’s eyes hold glee as she drops onto the edge of the bed. “Everyone is talking about your bravery at the ritual. Not only did you help in the birth of a child, but you also protected the people with your life. It’s just huge respect, and the whole pack is buzzing about it; no one is shutting up. They fully regard you as their Luna.”Sage nods and hugs his knees to his chest. “What else is going on out there?”“The alpha had refused to make Liam the next Beta,” she leans closer to him to whisper with a hand over her mouth as if she’s about to slip the world’s biggest secret. “You’re the reason. The Alpha refused to name Liam as the next Beta. People are whispering you’ve bewitched him. ”Sage scoffs. “What happens
Rowan stands before the pack elders, a cigar trapped between his lips, letting the smoke drift lazily upward as he stares them down, unfazed by the disapproving frowns etched on their wrinkled faces.“Beta Callen is dead; the pack can’t go on without a Beta, we already don’t have a Gamma.” An elder starts with the clearing of his throat.Rowan snorts. “What makes you think I can’t rule my pack on my own? Why should I need another Beta?” he questions, taking another drag of his cigar, a look in his eyes that’s just unreadable.“It’s balanced. An Alpha doesn’t rule alone. No alpha has ever ruled alone,” another elder voices. “We understand Beta Callen died because of his crimes, but he is recognized by everyone as having worked hard as Beta, and now that he is dead, there should be a replacement.”Rowan tilts his head, the look in his eyes never changing. “And who do you have in mind?”“Liam,” comes the chorus reply.Rowan raises an eyebrow, but he doesn’t get to speak as another elder
Sages wake up pressed against something solid. He blinks at the naked chest in his line of sight, rising and falling softly with slow breathings over his head, and the weight of an arm around his waist, holding him securely. He tries to move, but Rowan stirs; instead of letting go, he lifts Sage on top of him as if he weighs nothing, his arms going around his waist to trap him. Sage gasps, his palms landing on his chest to brace himself.“Rowan,” he rasps.The alpha slowly opens his eyes. “I like it when you call my name.” Sage fights back a blush. “Let go, I need to use the bathroom.”“Oh. Shame, I like having you like this,” Rowan says, his voice still hoarse with sleep.Sage huffs, pushing at his chest. “You’re annoying.”Rowan smirks. “You’re soft.”“I just nearly died, and you’re being flirty?” Sage snorts. “I expected you to at least care.”The look in Rowan’s eyes changes dramatically, growing darker and more intense. Suddenly, he pulls himself to a sitting position, pulling
“Alpha Rowan, we are being attacked by rogues!” Sage eyes widen.“There are too many of them; they’ve already crossed into the territory,” the guards continue, and instantly, the crowd breaks, and gasps of horror fill the hall as people turn to each other in panic and the murmurs grow louder.Rowan immediately looks over at Liam, and he nods before rushing out of the hall with the guards. Rowna turns to the crowd of panicked wolves; his voice booms loudly as he shouts. “Everyone, stay in the hall. No one is allowed to leave until we’ve cleared the territory. I repeat, no one goes in or out.”The people quieted down immediately. Then he turns to Sage. “You are to stay here.”Sage blinks, then immediately shakes his head. “No. I want help.”“You staying here is helping.”“I can fight,” Sage insists. “Don’t look at me as an omega.” His voice turns defensive, and his eyes turn into a glare.“I’m not looking at you as an omega,” Rowan replies simply. “I’m looking at you as someone who can
“The wine… something’s wrong with it.”As soon as the words leave his lips, the room falls silent for a lingering moment before whispers begin and the crowd stirs.The elder blinks rapidly; his gaze flickers from Sage's face to the glass of wine. “What do you mean there's something wrong with the wine?”Sage looks him in the eye and repeats. “There's something wrong with it, and I'm not drinking it.”The crowd gasps, and murmurs break out from everywhere.“What is he doing?!”“This is insulting to the pack.”“He thinks he's more important than everyone.”“An omega shouldn't rule.”Sage hears every whisper, but he blocks them out, and then Beta Callen steps forward from the corner.“Sage, this is a sacred ritual of our pack, and the wine is a symbol of loyalty and truth. Once you drink the wine in front of the whole pack, you officially become Luna.”“There’s something wrong with it,” Sage says firmly. “I can smell it.”An elder snatches the glass from his hand and brings it to his nos
It's the day of the ritual. Sage stands at the front of the human-length mirror while the maid ties the last ribbon on his robe. The sheer fabric is soft, flowing down his body like water, and gracing the floor. He feels like a stranger in those robes; no matter how many times he's been dressed up like a doll, he can never get comfortable because he's not that kind of omega, but this is just for the ritual. Once it's over, he's getting rid of it and probably banning it so no other omega experiences this torture. He runs a hand over the front of the outfit, trying to smooth it out. “Are you alright?” Bloom inquiries. Ssgs nods and offers a flat smile through the mirror. “Yeah, just nervous.” “You shouldn't be. The people of Bloodfang are nice; it's just that it's the first time an omega is becoming their Luna. They are scared of you,” Bloom assures him. Sage nods again. Suddenly, the door opens. Sage reels his head and watches as Rowan steps in, dressed elegantly in black, his