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I inwardly roll my eyes at his lame attempt to impress the Alpha. “Oh, goddess! You chained her! Open the door now!” Sage demands, her eyes searing into the guard's face like she could murder him where he stood. Sage is tiny for a werewolf, but she is a fierce bitch to reckon with. She is in shape as she was training to be a warrior before Liam snatched her up as his mate. Sage his short dusty blonde hair that comes to her shoulders. Her bangs frame her face. Her light green eyes are the color of sage which is why her parents named her Sage. She has a nice body, but I know I’m the fuller female body of both of us. Overall, Sage is cute and sexy, and she pulls it off with the utmost confidenc

Sage retorted, stumbling at her own words. "Look at them, you have three ungodly corruptions going on your neck. Wait, those weren't there last night? Did you seriously let a guy enter this sacred room without us knowing? Gosh, Sage! You only just turned seventeen and you're already doing things behind our back under this roof?!" Sage seemed to pick up her mother's rant already. "No! No, Ma! I—I didn't let any guy here, I swear." "Don't lie to me, missy."

I chuckle, running a hand in my hair, “So we what? Date her, find Sax’s killer and hope for a happy ever after like we’ve done every two decades?” “No”, Tatum leans against his stick, his voice raw, “With the mate bond activated and Sax gone, we need Sage’s blood, her scent, her uh touch and when our ruts come, we’ll need her. Just for survival. And in case I have to make this fucking clear, you all know the drill, every time…we get close to her, our mate dies. This time we let her die. We don’t fall for her, we don’t get in too deep, we use her to find Sax’s killer and when she dies, we’ll be freed from the bond. We’ll be free to do whatever the fuck we want.”

“Well, as I’m sure you’re aware, being mates is different for everyone. For your father and I, we grew up as friends. I had fallen in love with him long before the transition. When we finally did transition, it was a dream come true to be mated with him. The love I had for him felt like it exploded across my entire being.” Maya smiled. “And you love each other more now than ever before.” “Of course, but don’t forget, we’ve not always been perfect for one another.” Leah tucked some hair behind her ear. “I don’t understand.” “Mates can argue and disagree. Even go so far as falling out for a short time. It doesn’t stop us being mates or anything like that, but what it does do is make us stronge

The Beta leading the way beaconing for me to follow. I joined him a little nervous about what the beta said and what would happen. As I reached the meeting room, it was really large and I understood it was a large pack. The beta showed me the door, and I opened, stepping in nervously, I could see his back, and I could sight the elders. "Her being your mate won't change the fact that she's a rogue." One said and my heart clenched, I didn't want to cause him any issues, but it seemed like my status was already doing so.

I nodded in understanding, knowing all too well the pain a dragon experiences when separating from its mate. "Ms. Lavina Hill Brooks, please step inside," the guard directed. I rose and stepped into the mate rejection cave. Keenan met my gaze while his parents returned my look with a hateful glare. Alice glared at Keenan and his parents with equal hatred. I had to calm Alice down; I could feel the crackle of her magic, dangerously close to being unleashed. "Alice, please calm down. I need to sever this mate bond peacefully," I whispered. Alice took a deep breath and sighed.

"Elder Moira is fair, and the Alpha pays well. Some of us have been here for years. It's a good place." "It seems like it," Sera said softly. They reached Sera's door, and Rosie hesitated. "Are you okay? You seem... sad." For a moment, Sera considered telling the truth. *I lost my mate six months ago, and it destroyed me. I'm here to seduce your Alpha and ruin everything you love about this place.* Instead, she smiled tiredly. "Just exhausted. It's been a long day." "Get some rest," Rosie said kindly. "Tomorrow comes early. Five AM sharp!"

It was exposing the parts of myself that were still broken and still scared and still reverting to old patterns. But it was also necessary. By the fourth week of therapy, I was starting to understand the distinction between healthy structure and controlling behavior. Healthy structure said: "Let's organize our bills this way because it makes sense for both of us." Controlling behavior said: "You have to organize your things this way because I prefer it." The difference was in the collaboration versus the imposition. "I'm going to mess up," I said during one session. "I'm going to revert to control. I'm going to make decisions without you. I'm probably going to drive you crazy multiple times

Robin muttered, the others murmured their assent. “Well, I still don't so can someone please explain what I am meant to be looking at?” I huffed in frustration. “Enhance,” Soren said in his best spy-movie voice. Dane gave him a look,“This isn’t a movie, that’s as clear as it gets.” “Then what’s the point of all your fancy tech?” Soren complained, tugging on his hair. “To stop me from murdering you,” Dane replied dryly, batting his hands away.

𝗜𝘀𝗮𝗮𝗰 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝗲𝘅𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗮 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗴𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀. 𝗜𝘀𝗮𝗮𝗰 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗚𝗮𝗯𝗲 𝘂𝗽𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗿𝘀 𝘄