Mata Sage Mode Novels & Stories

Chapter 22 Clara’s POV I shook my head and walked toward Damien, who was also working toward where sage stood. His jaw was set, his eyes hard as he faced Sage. He looked every bit the Alpha, ready to defend his territory and his mate. “You’re not welcome here anymore, Sage,” Damien said, his voice cold and firm. “I’ve made that clear.” Sage stood there with three people behind her, what looked like her own small entourage. She wore a simple blue dress, her hair pulled back, and there was something different about her. She looked calmer than usual, more confident.

I urge Vera as she helps to usher Sage in. Sage moves along, her deformed hands sweeping around the walls of stone to steady herself. At her age, the descent from high areas in the forest where she resides in a tiny cottage is dangerous, but she came anyway. She always does when the pack needs it. "How many now?" Sage asks, her blind eyes perceiving everything though they are veiled over. "Seven with active symptoms," I inform her grimly. "Three more with minor episodes. And it's spreading." Sage nods, as if she had expected this. She kneels beside Mack first, her knotted hands hovering over his lifeless body without touching him. Her lips shape a wordless spell, as she utters words in anoth

“No, to show you how I want you to shoot me if I get out of line. I think you said that to me an hour ago, at your place.” She shuts up when I say this grimly. “I mean, it needs more torture, and blood, then direct sucking of blood. I can’t have myself doing stupid things but dangerous things.” She nods in pretense understanding, “I really can’t believe you. You know what, I take back what I said. I like the other Minerva way better.” She turns to the door and twists the knob open. “It’s a means of exposure, she-wolf, not a game. And the other Minerva is still me, just a different appearance and behaviour.”

and I am bitten again, these dogs just can't run slower apparently. I push myself for another mile, but the night's events are catching up to me, the dark starts blurring my vision and the world begins to fade. I shake my head, not wanting to pass out in the middle of nowhere, but my body finally gives up. Just before I black out, I feel myself shifting back to a human form and then everything goes dark. *****

Sitting down " alright guys let's get started, this is Sapphire daughter of the Alpha of the Prospect Pact and she believes she has an idea on how to create an alliance with us without mating" " well my idea is not a big one, our members are becoming lazy and I'm ashamed to say it, they don't train anymore there wolf can even run one mile, I want to change that". That doesn't seem bad but I don't see how that helps us with the rogue attacking every minute we need back up from a nearby Pack when that happens. She must have seen the look on my face she goes" we get to use the twenty acres of land that I saw you guys are not using for training and we will come together to get rid of the rogue t

He folds his hands behind his head then leans backwards into the grass watching the clouds go by. “My Mate? What if she is my mate and she just didn’t see it yet?” Ezra looks questioning over to his friend who is trying to stay as calm and relaxed as he can. “Believe me Ez, if she was your Mate, you would know. It hits you and all out of a sudden only she matters to you. Everything and everyone else becomes unimportant. You see the World in a different light. She is what keeps you breathing even when you feel like there is nothing left to live for… Her pure existence keeps your world from falling apart.” Nero closes his eyes to keep himself from falling apart.

If my mother has a spell or enchantment that can remove that, then Sage should be back to… uhm, normal, I guess? But then what happens after that? When my mother comes back, she won’t want me anywhere near Sage. When I acted nonchalant with him about our future, I was pretending because I didn’t want to face what was shoved right in front of me. Not only that, but Sage has a mate out there somewhere. I’ll always be looking over my shoulder, waiting for the day he has a Mate Bond Sighting. I’ll never be the one his Goddess chose; the other half of his soul.

Just the thing I already know, landing fully formed. Sage nods once. The mug is warm between my palms and I hold onto that, the specific sensation of ceramic and heat, while everything inside me goes very still and very focused the way it does when I make a decision that can't be unmade. Nobody is touching my daughter. That's not bravery. That's just fact. --- "You need to train," Sage says. "Unlock what was locked. It won't be comfortable." "What kind of uncomfortable?"

Only then did Mia cease her attacks and glance at Sage, declaring, "Sage, I've avenged you." Sage's expression was stoic as he stared at the computer. "Mommy, didn't you notice that something felt off?" "What's wrong?" "That person didn't resist at all." "He knew he couldn't beat us. Knowing that he couldn't afford to offend us, he gave up resisting. It proves that he's quite self-aware." Timothy suddenly drawled out, "This is a misunderstanding. I can explain." Mia yanked the headset off in an instant once she heard his voice. She glanced at Sage. Was that TImothy speaking earlier? Or was she hallucinating?

A wife only for show, a Luna only for the people not for her own Alpha. If Sage doesn't want his mate, then he can go to hell. I have options as well and I am definitely going to go for them.