LOGIN“Part your legs and show me what I own, wife,” Ethan commanded, the phone still connected to his ears. The way he said ‘wife’ sent a sensual thrill chasing down my spine. He said it like it was a personal fantasy of his—the filthiest pleasure he could imagine. And I knew Asher was on the line, listening to this. Listening to US. I obeyed, parting my legs just enough for the cool air to brush against my skin. I felt the power roll off Ethan, the waves of desire as if controlling me, and Asher aroused a different side of his dominance. With my heightened wolf senses, I picked up the faintest grunt and growl from the phone, and my body responded, my core throbbing with need. The misery of wanting a fated mate and chosen mate, both at once, of wanting something so badly even though I knew it was wrong and debauched and compelling. —— When Sage Laurent was sold into the marriage with Alpha Ethan Blackwood, little did she know that she’d found her fated mate. But it was not Ethan Blackwood. It was Asher Knight, Alpha Ethan’s Beta, and soon Sage realised that the Moon Goddess had put her in a very precarious position. What happens when she is drawn to both of them? Sage never imagined that the most perilous thing she would face wasn’t the dangers of the pack—but the risk of falling for them both.
View MoreASHEREthan stomped ahead of me, and it was an unspoken order that I would have to follow him, which I did until we neared one of the guest rooms. without a care in the world, Ethan grabbed my arm and shoved me inside the room. “Is there something I can do for you, Alpha?” I asked once he slammed the door shut so hard, I wondered if it was unhinged. Ethan turned to face me, his features set in stone but those merciless eyes did not lie. I could see the fire simmering underneath. “How is my wife doing, Ash?” He asked, his voice calm, too calm for my liking. Did he see us together? And how long was Ethan watching Sage and me? “She is good, although I feel you should ask her, too,” I said, and stupidly or bravely, added, “Or maybe watch the progress.”I was angry at him for throwing me in her path, and I was angry at myself for being intoxicated by Sage’s presence, the fated bond conspiring against my being. A twisted smile appeared at the corner of his lips. “I enjoy your mouth,
SAGEThe next morning, I woke up still feeling the sting of rejection from the night before. The previous evening had been humiliating—dressing up, waiting for Ethan, and being ignored so completely. I had tried to push the memory out of my mind, but it lingered like a dark cloud over everything. I needed to distract myself, to do something other than dwell on the emptiness of my marriage.When I left my room and headed downstairs, I had no idea what to expect. I certainly didn’t expect to see Asher standing in the entryway, waiting for me.I stopped in my tracks, surprised to see him so early. He was dressed in his usual training gear, his muscled arms exposed under the thin material of his shirt. His gaze was intense and his face was completely unreadable. "Asher?" I asked, confusion coloring my voice. "What are you doing here?"He crossed his arms over his chest, his jaw clenched. "Ethan sent me. I have been told you want to be trained.”I did not know whether to be angry or sad o
ASHERThe morning sun filtered through the floor-to-wall windows of Ethan’s office, illuminating the entire space. I sat at the large oak desk, going through a stack of papers related to the pack's business, but my mind was elsewhere, swirling with thoughts that had nothing to do with the work in front of me. Ever since I visited Sage, my wolf was in unrest. I was torn between the desperate need to be close to her and, at the same time, I knew how dangerous the notion was. She was my fated mate, my lover’s wife and every sane fibre of my being told me to stay the fuck away from her. It was bad enough that I was already holding far too many secrets from Ethan and Sage, any more misstep could cost me and my heart. Ethan sat across from me, his brow furrowed in concentration as he reviewed reports about the rogue attacks that had been plaguing our territory. His silence, however, didn’t bother me; it was a silence I had grown accustomed to over the years, but today it felt different.
SAGEI woke up with a killer headache as the remnants of last night’s whiskey swirled in my veins. My mouth felt dry, and a sense of heaviness pressed down on my chest as I slowly sat up in bed. The events of the previous night came rushing back like a cruel tidal wave. The way I had dressed up, hopeful, foolishly naive. I had waited for Ethan, wearing that red dress, hoping for something—anything—that resembled affection. But he hadn’t come. Not a word, not a glance.And when he came, more out of duty and disgust, the conversation was enough to break my cracked heart into a million pieces. How could someone be so cruel?My stomach churned violently, and I barely made it to the bathroom before I emptied the contents of my stomach into the toilet. Gasping for air, I sat back against the cool bathroom tiles, my body trembling from the force of it all. My eyes were puffy from crying, and my makeup, which I hadn’t bothered to wash off, was smeared across my face like a sad reminder of
SAGEI woke to the soft creak of the door, which was barely audible in the stillness of the night. My eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the faint light spilling in from the hallway. The scent hit me first—woodsmoke and something darker, something primal. Alpha Ethan.My husband.I turned slightly, c
SAGEThe heavy silence that lingered after Alpha Ethan's departure wrapped itself around the room, suffocating in its stillness. I stood there, watching Asher—Beta Asher—my chest tight with a strange mixture of anger, confusion, and hurt. His face, once familiar with passion, was now cold and his e
SAGEThe ceremony felt like a panic attack—one of those nightmares where you're running but never seem to escape. Everything about it was suffocating, the air was thick with tension, and I could barely breathe. Alpha Ethan stood tall and imposing beside me, his expression a cold mask and devoid of
SAGEThe morning light filtered through the thin curtains, casting soft shadows across the room. I blinked slowly, my head pounding from last night's drinking, but it wasn’t just the hangover weighing me down. The events of the night came rushing back in a haze of heat and passion, and then… his re












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