Chapter 30- Vision

Still in the thread of Sage's thoughts. Sophie groaned.

Tunnel, dark, too dark, and magical. Then a flickering light.

She followed it.

Slowly. She followed the light.

*****

In the bed.

Sage moves back, and I can’t stop the sound of protest. From the look on his face, he feels the same way. I just want to be closer, closer, closer. The last few hours have been beyond anything I’ve ever experienced. I don’t want it to end, even if it’s simply a pause while we move from one birthday to the next. We marked each other, and our wolves howled in joy. But—there were so many buts, so many questions, so many "what ifs."

Yet, each one takes us closer to the end of this night, to the moment when he pulls me out of him and in for the last time.

What a depressing thought.

Sage gathers me up. I might laugh at his insistence on carrying me around, but honestly, I like it. I even liked it when he tossed me over his shoulder and hauled me out of whatever place I was in. I’m going to miss this, too.

God