Watching him from behind was a damn sight! That butt cheek She thought. Then she suddenly stopped when she remembered that this cabin was no longer hers. Her grandfather didn't mention anything about selling this place, and it was unnerving that he didn't let this cabin into her care. Sophie felt a little disappointed. Sage was not a stranger, but she couldn't help but feel so unwanted and undesirable for a company. Yes, he saved her; he looked for him when she ran away from the awful disaster in his brother's and her sister’s wake, but Sage didn't even offer a single remorse about what happened. Or maybe, like her, he too felt relieved?But why?A million-dollar question.She looked around and sighed again. She wanted to go home anyway.Wait. Her headaches were gone, and she didn't even notice it. How strange? Well, who was she to complain? At least her head was not hurting from the pain anymore.*****Ten minutes later, fully clothed and with her backpack on her shoulder, Sophie o

Back to the temple royal chamber, meanwhile, Sage’s father had made it as far as the door when his breathing got a lot worse. The royal pack doctor, against his father’s wishes, said that bed rest was called for as a precaution. It was half an hour later when Sage, who was deputizing for the Master Alpha, a first, was leaving the room when he encountered someone he vaguely recognized as the Savannah’s delta, Wally, a man who bowed excessively and never smiled. "Beta Sage. I mean, um, your highness." Wally sounded breathless, his bow perfunctory, and the big politician’s smile was absent. "Are they here, sir?" "Who?" Sage asked, furrowing his forehead. "Doctor Sophie, and, um, my daughter, Chenna? We have no idea where they have gone, and Luna Ally is quite distressed. She has decided they have been kidnapped." "Considering the level of security here, I seriously doubt it. I have an idea, though. Leave it to me," Sage said, leaving the gasping man standing there staring after him a

But so far no one has, and, as it was hard to imagine that their treatment could have been better if the hospital staff had realized they were treating their beta, it hadn’t seemed a priority to explain or correct the myth that they were a newly married couple, which had obviously followed them to the casualty department. But she doesn't want to correct them; it would raise too many questions. While Sophie waited to be seen herself, she was kept up to date on Sage’s progress. Sophie knew she would not have been told the results of his CT or any of the other tests if they had known the truth. After all, this part of the town was almost on the border between neighboring pack and human territory.As someone who was not his mate or family, she would have been told nothing, so she silenced the twangs of conscience, and took comfort from the technicality that she hadn’t lied—yet. Unless staying silent could be counted as lying. Should she reveal that under the dirt, blood, and injuries the

"If that is true, then why on earth couldn't I see us being married?" Sophie asked."I can't answer you that; you are the seer here."Sophie groaned and rolled her eyes.The master alpha wanted the marriage to go on. Marriage with Sage?Who doesn’t want me any more than the first one did?She recognized it was irrational, but for some reason, this knowledge was far more painful to her than the humiliation she had suffered at Landon’s hands.The belief that she was doing the right thing had enabled her to take a pragmatic approach to the prospect of a loveless marriage to Landon, but when it came to Sage being coerced into taking his brother's reject, Sophie couldn’t be objective. But the mere fact that she wasn't sad about what happened between her and Landon made it more confusing. However, with Sage, it was a different matter. She liked him. Her wolf recognized him as an equal, and the animal longed to imprint the man.Nevertheless, everything inside her just shriveled up with horr

The words of an article she read the week before about the men in power in the kingdom came back to her. The captivated writer had argued that the new Robinson's Alpha was complex, referring to glimpses of the primitive heathen behind the elegant façade. Heathen? Sophie, she told herself, this isn't going to help. The automobile abruptly exited the tiny road they had been travelling on for several miles and passed through large gates that sprang open as they approached. The discomfort in her gut gave her an extra-hard kick as the gates closed behind the automobile that had followed them since they'd left Savannah. The driveway, illuminated at ground level by rows of lights, seemed to go on for miles. Sophie didn’t mind; she was in no hurry to arrive! Robinson’s Pack This is it, Sophie, this is not just a vision, this is reality. She thought to herself. Finally they stopped, the uniformed driver pulling up in front of a building with a Georgian façade. This was a private house, no