บททั้งหมดของ My Nerd Mate: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

|Two days Later|A knock came on the chamber’s door and Aurora, who was busy arranging the room rushed to answer though she already smelt Rae's scent. She carefully opened the door and Rae with his big smile on his face greeted her. “Good Morning, Luna,” he lowered his head as usual. Aurora tapped his shoulder, ushering him into the chamber. “Morning, come in dear.”Rae entered as she closed the door behind. Then he turned to face her. “I came to see the Alpha. A message came in and it's urgent,” he relayed and Aurora nodded, stretching her hands to the sofa for him to take his seat as she made her way into the room to meet Sage who was still fast asleep. She sighed seeing his tired look. She didn't want to complain and yes, she would resist herself from doing that but how could she possibly let him know that he was an Alpha and he mustn't break down. It would be a very terrible thing to have happened. The former Alpha was sick which was why he had to vacate his seat and now Sage w

Sage stormed into his office as he found the switch on the wall to light the place. Everywhere was silent and the only sound that could be heard was that of a ticking clock on the wall. He staggered his way to his chair located in the middle of his office and slumped himself down into it, his elbows on his desk, head in his hands as the weight of his actions bore down on him like a physical force.The memory of Aurora's shocked face when he threw her across the room kept flashing into his thoughts. The way her eyes, once full of love and trust held fear and disappointment . His heart ached as his mind replayed the scene in vivid detail. He was frustrated. Furious. Downcasted. He had never intended to hurt her that way after promising her he would protect her for his entire life yet, who could believe he would end up disappointing her. His wolf's strength had taken over, betraying his gentle intentions and he wished she would understand the reason why he had to flare up but he knew it

Sage's vehicle sped down the winding road, leaving the Pack's grounds behind. His mind raced as he drove his way out of the Pack, heading for the city to meet the Seer. His soul was vexed as he drove aggressively. He had never wished for something as such. He has never wished that he would end up venturing around to find a way in claiming his mate. All his life, he thought things were going smoothly for him. Once he couldn't find his mate outside the Pack, he thought maybe returning would make it easier which eventually did but on the other way round, it wasn't too pleasing. He found his mate but he couldn't claim her, wasn't that a disaster for him. However, he had tried his best not to be challenged by it. As a philosophy, he knew there would be issues of life so he needed to be calm. He has learnt that things could change from a terrible situation to a solvable state so he wasn't at all bothered. Challenges helped to change one's mind but when was it going to become easy for him?

Sage sat on the cold stone floor of the Seer’s chamber, his gaze locked on the elder. He had made up his mind, and it would not be swayed by any number of warnings or threats. "I'm ready," Sage said, his voice cutting through like a sharp knife through flesh. “No more lectures. No more warnings.” He stood, his eyes locked with the Seer’s, unflinching. “To be frank, the mystic world is not that scary. I’ll face it all if I have to.” “You’re reckless,” the Seer muttered, leaning forward, his face mere inches from Sage’s. His eyes were cold and piercing, filled with something deeper than anger-it was disappointment. “You think this is about courage or strength, don’t you? You believe that since you are courageous, the mystic world will yield to you.” He snorted, leaning back. “Fools always think that.” “I’m not a fool,” Sage snapped, taking a step forward. His breath was offensive, and his heart drummed against his ribcage. “I’m not running from this. I’ve made my choice.” The Seer’s lip

Sage's legs carried him as fast as he could as he desperately fled through the misty landscape. His breathing was quick and shallow, and his heart pounded in his chest. No matter how fast he ran, the terrifying sounds behind him didn't fade - the growls and heavy footsteps that shook the ground. Fears took over him. What was this? Why was he unable to use his skills? There was no one to ask, including the fact that there was no way he could return back to where he came from. He remembered the warning of the Seers. They did warn him but he has refused to listen to them. He had thought with the skills he has, he could fight against these beings but no one told him he wouldn’t be able to use the skills, why then was he asked to learn it? “Don’t stop,” he tried encouraging himself. “Just keep moving.”His eyes darted from side to side in search of a way out. But there was none. The world around Sage was strange and dreamlike. Mist swirled like living vines, forming shapes that disappear