7. Law and Order.

Insanity. That was one of the side effects that took place when a bond was severed. It happened to both male and female werewolves, especially if they were of a lower rank.

I had wondered why it did not affect me for years and conducted tests and research on myself until I found an answer. It was very simple. I had been marked by three powerful Alphas and their strain or seed had altered my DNA in ways that I could not even begin to describe.

Apart from the constant ache in my heart, some days after the mind-blowing love making between the three Alpha’s, I felt stronger and my werewolf senses had been heightened. I could even take on werewolf who ranked higher than me.

There was a sparring floor back at the sanctuary where I trained with others and I kicked ass. I got the nickname of Iron Sage, because my hits were allegedly bone-breaking.

I guess I took more from the Alphas than they took from me.

“Loss of reason and logic takes place after rejection, leading to spontaneous aggression. The rejected is unhinged and filled with an enormous rage that consumes them making them dangerous to others and themselves. The aggression lasts hours, days and even months.” I recited from one of research journals.

The Courier looked at me in awe but quickly looked away. “We are here,” she announced as the SUV slowed to a halt.

I opened the door and got out of the vehicle. I was a bit surprised that my destination had been where it had all started. The place where I had been planning my escape from this place.

Silver Crest Library. It was heavily guarded which would have been unusual under normal circumstances. But thinks were far from normal and I understood why this place was guarded tightly. The library held vast information and archived secrets that would prove dangerous if it got into the wrong hands.

“You look well,” A familiar voice said as I approached the stairs. It belonged to the only werewolf who had risked his life and position to help me leave this cursed place.

“Marcus!” I ran towards him and hugged him tightly. He patted me kindly in the back. Tears threaten to escape my eyes but I held them back.

“It is so good to see you alive, Sage,” Marcus whispered fondly.

“Likewise,” I breathed and broke our embrace.

“We do not have much time, the High Chancellor wants to see you,” Marcus said as he looked me over. “You have grown really strong, Sage, I can literally feel your strength.” He added with a disbelieving smile.

“I had no choice but to be strong,” I replied with a modest shrug.

“I am just glad that you are safe and healthy,” Marcus said with a relieved sigh.

I wiped the edges of my eyes as tears leaked out. This was not the time for a teary reunion. I could already feel trouble coming.

“How are they?” Marcus asked in a very low whisper. I knew he was referring to the triplets.

“They are the best thing to have ever happened to me.” I whispered back. He nodded in contentment at the answer. For Marcus, that response enough.

He led me to into the library where a tall imposing figure stood, covered in a long coat. I knew who he was and I already anticipated that we were going to be enemies.

Dominic’s uncle sneered down at me as Marcus and I approached him.

“High Chancellor Mason,” Marcus announced. “Director Sage Winters is here.”

“The girl that ran away,” Mason said as he sized me up. I stared straight into his eyes, unflinching and defiant. He was a High Chancellor here in Silver Crest but he had no jurisdiction over me no matter what the laws said.

I said nothing in reply. There was no need to false pleasantries.

“Your little Sanctuary is illegal do you know that?”

“Do something about it then,” I replied with a nonchalant shrug. He was not the first person to have a say about the sanctuary and he was not going to be the last. I did not become the director of the sanctuary only to be afraid of threats and sanctions. Their laws did not apply to me, it had never had, it never will.

Out of the corner of my left eye, I saw Marcus smile a bit.

“You should do well not to call the bluff of a High Chancellor,” Mason remarked in a low threatening tone.

“High Chancellor Mason,” I said. “I am very sure you did not call me here to display how powerful you are, that will be a total waste of tax payers’ money and also a total waste of everyone’s time. I don’t want to be here, I never did. You have a problem and the only reason I am here is because you believe that I can solve those problems.”

“Director Sage is correct,” Marcus butted in. “Time is of the essence.”

Mason glared at me. I knew that this was far from over. If it was me four and the half years ago, he would have succeeded in making me afraid. But I was Director Sage Winters of the Sanctuary. I would hand him his ass if it was necessary.

“Silver Crest has lost two things that made it great and that is why I summoned you here to get rid of these minor setbacks, so my Pack can go back to running smoothly.” Mason said with pride.

“What are these two things?” I asked.

“Law and Order.” Mason proclaimed.

“What minor setbacks are you talking about?” I inquired.

“Well, this bond debacle of course!” he said with a dismissive hand gesture. “Get rid of it!”

“It is not something you can get rid of, High Chancellor,” I said.

“I thought you were an expert!” he barked.

I shrugged. “I know all about it, but I have not had time to find the cure for it.” I said with a heavy drip of sarcasm. “I have been too busy smuggling werewolves from various parts of pack settlements, it is a tasking job, High Chancellor.”

“Just do something and this meeting never happened, no word of this is to come to anyone, not even the Alphas” Mason said in an annoyed haste.

A shiver ran down my spine as a voice rang out from among the shelves of books.

“It a little too late for that uncle.” Dominic said as he stepped out into the light.