LOGINBeatrice, Malisha’s mum was being as careful as she could. No one asides Malisha and her mate, Malisha’s father, the alpha of the Treasure Coast pack knew about what they would be up to today, and it was to stay that way.
They should have thought about the threat and pressure on special mates. Especially mates with royal blood. Maybe what Grayson told Malisha was true.She was angered by what her daughter had gone through which made her not seek the truth like she usually would have.Sage feels her before he sees her. Malisha. "Who chased you from your bed?" he asks. She rolls her eyes at him. "I am always punctual." "We will have to agree to disagree on that," he says. "I am sure you are only saying that to console yourself seeing as you are late," Malisha replies with an obnoxious grin. "You and I both know that you are only saying that because you are trying to get back at me." "So you think, but you are late. What the hell were you doing?" Thinking. He was thinking. Thinking about how far he had fallen. How he had been aware, but he had still fallen at the end. His chest blossoms. "Let's start with footwork drills." Malisha smirks faintly. "You are in a mood.""I am always in a mood." "That's true." They begin. They move first before sparring. Sage scans the area more than before. He could see the obvious growth in her which makes it even more exciting. Watchung the outer walls. Tracking the rhythm of the guards. Malisha notices. "You are di
Sage did not believe in slow realizations.He did not believe in things coming as they go.He believed in instincts.He believes in knowing something the second it happens.He believes in reacting before I interference, but this?This is more than he thought.He had never thought he would be one of the people to fall for someone when they least expect it, and it made him wonder when it happened.It has been building quietly it, and it left him wondering how and why.It was so unlike him, and he had not even noticed. Or maybe he had, but he was not ready to acknowledge just how deep he had fallen. He probably had known, but was not ready to name it.He stands alone in the training field long after Malisha left.The sun is fully up now, light stretching across the dirt where they sparred.He replays it in his head. She was constantly improving and it was something that made him drawn to her.He replays her stance, her breathing and the way she does not rush. He thinks about the way she
Dawn comes quietly and quickly. The sky is barely light when Malisha steps into the training field. The air is crisp, cool enough to bite at her lungs when she inhales. The grass is still damp with morning dew, which darkens the edges of her boots. She did not sleep much, but it was not because she was uneasy or bothered. She just feels settled. No more empty feelings. No more stressful thinking. Even the thoughts on all that was going on still did not make her lose sleep. The talk she had with her siblings made her feel lighter than she had in weeks, and she could not thank them enough. Sage is already there when she comes. Of course he is. It was as though he was always counting towards the time he could meet her. He stands in the center of the field, stretching his shoulders slowly, back to her. He senses her approacg and before she reaches him, he says, "You are on time." Malisha rolls her eyes. Of course he was going to talk on her time. "I am always on time."He glances
The house always sounds different at night. It is quieter and calmer. It feels like the calm before the storm. The footsteps, voices, doors opening and closing are reduced. Trainings have all ended. At night, it listens. Malisha lays on her back staring at the ceiling watching the shadows shift faintly as the moonlight filters through the curtains. Sleep does not come. A lot on her mind, but fear is not one of them. John's words don't even ring at the moment. It is the stillness. When she moves, things made sense. When she trains, she could drown it out. But now? Her mind replays every single thing. Grayson. Sage. The Bond. The Bridge. The Alignment. The Choice. The Savages. Everything. She turns to her side, pressing her face into the pillow as if she could smother the thoughts. It does not work. Her wolf stirs between her skin. Restless. Not agressive. Just aware. Her wolf feels it too. "Enough," Malisha mutters to herself. If she stays in the room any longe
After everything that John said, Malisha and Grayson are deep in thought. After his collapse, Beatrix had done the spell to ensure that John will not hear the voices for a while.She could tell how much it bothered him, and it bothered her too, but his words, his words... bothered her the most. She could not deny just how troubled she is, and she thinks about what to tell David, her mate, and the father of her children. The more they soought more history or intel abou the savages, the more she hated it. Yes, it was needed for the betterment of everyone, but it was also something that made her lay on her bed worrying about her first daughter. Grayson on the other hand sees the look on Malisha's face. She has a set look of determination, and she looks as though she wants to fight.Malisha does not stop walking. Not when Leo calls her name. Not when Grayson's presence still lingers like unfinished words in the hallway. Right now, she needs motion. She needs impact. She needs somet
Malisha wakes up the next day with a wide grin on her face. She is completely fine, and she can finally do whatever she wants to without being under too much scrutinization.Her mother already planned to talk to John today. Her father would not be there for the questioning which was a wonderful thing seeing Leo was already there. Having both her father and Leo would probably make John want to piss his pants. Malisha had also not seen Grayson since the day she had told both he and Sage to leave. In her defense, if she had not done what she did, she would have screamed or had to separate a fight, and she did not the strength for that. The testosterone in the room was too much for her to even get better. They kept on looking at each other in a way that told her it was only a matter of time before they would square up so, she had chased them so if they wanted to fight, they could do that outside her room. She sees Leo, her mother and Grayson. Grayson immediately smiles at her. "You lo







