Mata Sage Mode Novels & Stories

~Tilly POV~ “Matilda May. Third born of the top warriors in the pack, Greta and Harold, is cordially requested to train at the Warriors Elite at the bidding of Alpha Jeremiah of the Cursed Moon Pack.” My younger brother, Beckham, reads aloud in awe. He pauses for dramatic effect and I groan, covering my head with the blanket on my bed.

She must talk to Ragnar about this right away. Maite arrives at the hotel where she is staying and diligently studies all the assets that Jarl wants to sell, one by one. They are practically worthless, and she doesn't understand why the alpha is so interested in recovering them. It will take a lot of work to recover the money invested in them. She gathers all the necessary information and finally calls him. "What 's the news?" Ragnar's response is immediate and gruff, as always. "Hello, Alpha Ragnar. It's also good to hear from you," Maite replies.

Sage asked, picking at her feta salad. "He could be, I guess. I can't be sure until the red moon. " I responded. "This is very different, Sage. He drives me crazy." I said as Sage smirked "No not just in that way, Sage, but in every way he bosses me around, he growls and acts like he owns me." I sighed. "Is that a bad thing?" Sage asked. "It should be, right? I mean, I didn't want to be one of those submissive melt if my mate smiles at me kind of girls. I wanted to be in charge." I huffed as I bit into my sandwich.

Mission accomplished, I smiled inwardly. “Sandra. Say hello to your mother.” My mother said to the girl, whose name was Sandra, apparently. “Yes Luna,” Sandra said, her face beet red as she scampered away. My mother pushed me aside and walked into my kitchen. “Come on in,” I said sneeringly as I followed her and sat on the opposite side of the aisle. I knew what was coming next. She would launch into this tirade about what I was thinking and why I couldn’t just settle down and my responsibilities as the next-in-line alpha and why I couldn’t just live a normal, responsible life. I’d apologize and tell her I’d change but she’d know I was just saying that to get her off my back and she’d tell m

I ask my next question and I never take my eyes off Sage, I want to see if she gets where I am going with my questions. “Of course, Robert is strong enough to subdue his Mate. She is a woman and untrained.” He answers, but Sage doesn’t blink her eyes. I look around the room to see if anyone else has figured out what I am getting at, but it seems to elude all of them.

"After what he did? I'm not so sure." Sage's mom stepped closer, her voice taking on a conspiratorial tone. "I made a huge mistake by setting this alignment; it wasn't supposed to go this way. I thought I made the right choice, but it turns out I was wrong, and for that, I sincerely apologize, but I promise to make it up to you." I sighed, my mind racing with emotions. A part of me still loved Sage, but another part was terrified of getting hurt again, and right now I will be lying if I say I am not scared of meeting with Sage.

She questioned every one of them. "And secondly, it was insensitive of you all to surround my mother as such. She is in a weak and vulnerable state. Her husband is fighting for his life. Would she ever be in a state to answer your questions? Suppose, someone does this to you when your partner is in that state. Moreover, my mother isn't even involved in politics. How would she know stuff?" She spoke in a frustrated tone. Everyone in the conference room went silent and looked towards the ground as a gesture of apology. Miral noticed that and calmly nodded.

I made sure to place major emphasis on the word mate and from their bulging eyes, they got the message loud and clear. "Your-your! Heck whatever! And who are you supposed to be?" Macy tried to regain her composure. "I AM THE BETA OF BLACK AND PACK AND ARABELLE IS THE BETA FEMALE OF BLACK PACK!!!" Her gulp was enough for me to know that my loud voice shook her. Obviously not a Beta command kinda fear—it wouldn't work cause she's of alpha blood—but a 'I won't hesitate to hurt you if you don't back down' kinda fear. "Well whatever! I even have a bone to pick with this whore of a Luna!" Macy spat. Does she have a death wish? Rodrick's growl was loud enough to shake the ground.

It wasn’t hard to know that someone strange was happening, especially not if you’d been in this pack for any reasonable amount of time. Everything looked normal on the surface but this was actually an enchanted pack, and by all means, Selene should not have been able to find her way here even if she was standing right at the edge of it. I had found out one day, when I felt the presence of rogues on the pack outskirts and tried to fight them. Mateo had appeared behind me from nowhere to tell me that I could only see them, they couldn’t see me, and true to his words, they had trotted right past us, even though we were right in front of them.

Sage continued. "You are my blood. You may not harness the powers that Rosella has but you are my blood. You can help to save the world." "You're nothing but a liar," Maika blurted out. "And a bad mum!" "A bad mother, I accept," Sage replied. "But a liar, that I am not. Soon, you would have all the answers you seek. Make sure you use it well." Maika turned around and started towards where she thought the door would be. Her mind was racing with thoughts. She had had enough of her dead mother's lies. She wondered how Sage had managed to get into her dreams. She desperately needed a way out.