Every time Sophie went inside with another test and another diagnosis, she "knew" it was something crucial this time, and she went out with her sanity put at ease, or at least knowing the right tests had been authorized with her bodyguard, who at least never left her side. Did Sage know about her situation?Maybe he did, but didn't care?However, Greg was always there with her, giving her silly talk and silly answers to her inquiries. However, after the initial diagnosis by the doctors,"There are some complications, and she might not survive; it seems like she has silver particles in her blood, and it's in the worst stage. It went to her heart now." The doctor announced.Greg was speechless, and fear crossed his face as tears shimmered in his eyes. Slowly, he turned around to look at the only person who understood him.What the hell happened? He didn't know she had silver in her blood.What the hell is happening?This is unbelievable—one minute she is okay and laughing, and one minut

Sage kept a close eye on Sophie; it was a miracle she awoke, after all, it had been a year since his Luna had been in a coma. The kingdom, the pack, was on edge. His father was worried since battle had broken out between neighbouring packs due to stories spread by traitors and the Crusade, who knew Sophie was one of Carlos' girls, the Savannah pack had been ambushed, and the Crusade had been on the run from humans. Everything was a jumble. Sage required Sophie for her vision, but it had been a year of futile effort, and she had finally awoken. Looking at the pale face of Sophie, Sage noticed her emotions were not easily suppressed on her innocent face. Her pain was apparent in the crease of her lovely brow and the downward curvature of her full lips. But her eyes, her eyes showed her soul. They were a deep blue and sometimes green of restless grass, with a magic of unfortunate plight. A window! Sage realized that as he stared into her eyes, he knew all the beauty in the universe coul

Sage smirked and pushed more commands into her mind.Sophie groaned as her eyes rolled, literally."Bloody hell, that was cotton candy nice, like I'm sort of on drugs," she sighed.Wait! Yes, I'm a demon. I can fly and turn myself into a bat! Ha! Take those bitches! Pacing around she began to panic. But her brain couldn't accept the knowledge. It was like a computer that was overloaded. There was no definite processing capacity, and when her ability to process stopped, her fear exceeded that of panic attacks. It was like her brain was a machine with decreased inputs that couldn't do anything other than being frozen.Frozen. Her thoughts were frozen. Cold. Chilled.Sophie gasped. She was beyond mortified. "Stop that!"Unrevealed to her, Sage pushed more commands into her mind for her to stop panicking and breathe normally and with sudden vigor, Sophie asked. "Wait, let me get this straight. I am now a demon werewolf without a wolf, a seer without a vision?""Yes." Sage chuckled."And I

"What the hell was that, Sophie?" Sage's eyes went wide as his jaw tightened, "what on earth is happening?""I don't know—did you see it? H-how?" Sophie wondered as she began pacing around; it had never happened before. Did Sage truly see that vision? That painful vision By the way she saw it, there is no doubt that Sage saw it perfectly. Did he feel the pain? The anger? "That—was—oh fuck, who is that guy?" "Who tortured my brother and your sister?" "I don't know," she shook her head, "I've never seen that guy before." "Why?" he roared, "he was clearly talking about you as his mistress." "How the fuck would I know who that guy was?" Sophie yelled back. "Wait, how on earth did you manage to get through to my vision? This has never happened before." "That's why I'm asking you. It was—I mean, was it always like that? You felt what they felt?" "Yes." "I never thought it would be that—I'm sorry. I didn't know how you managed to get through with so much vision. I—I didn't know it was

Simultaneously, Sophie clipped her thumbs in the sides of both his trousers and underpants and aggressively pushed them down. By this time, Sage had slid his right hand around her left bottom cheek, between her thighs, and then began rubbing her moist slit, amazed at how damp she was.Sophie moaned and whimpered in his mouth as his fingers explored her sweet entrance and played her clit. Slowly and too gently.Damn! This man is a pro. She thought to herself.She broke the kiss and pulled Sage hard backward toward the luxurious bed. Somehow, Sophie's thoughts about all the ways this was wrong and inappropriate only made it hotter and more thrilling for both of them.Sage was so hard now, his hardened self tingled as the blood coursed through it. As she sat and spread her legs, he was shortly considering dropping to his knees and shoving his tongue into the teardrop-shaped sweet honey pot, but Sophie ended all thoughts of foreplay by using both hands to spread herself open and summoning