Saga 3 Novels & Stories

Her eyes fell. “Does anyone have a phone? We need to call the hospital! Ariana needs to be lifeflighted out..." "I do!" Josh called out, throwing his phone towards Allison like passing a football. She caught it easily, opened it, and frowned. No signal. It was just a standard smart phone. "We're too far out!" she announced. "We need..." "I have a satellite phone," Misha announced, as he marched towards us, "I'll call..." "The hell you will," Connor's deep voice boomed. "Give me the goddamned phone."

However, if they failed to break free from the rules of the Lycan pack then Sage knew their relationship would be doomed forever. She opened the door and stepped out into the night. Her heart pounded in her chest and despite the danger, Sage could feel her anticipation building. This would be the first step on an epic journey, and the first step to discovering if she and her alpha lover could overcome the boundaries that had been forced upon them. Sage took a deep breath and forced her feet to move forward, into the unknown. She had no idea what lay ahead, but she knew that it was something far greater than anything she had ever experienced before.

Once the hall was nearly empty, Sage leaned forward, elbows on the back of Mara’s chair, mouth close to her ear. “Bathroom. Third floor. Family one. Five minutes.” Mara’s pulse kicked again. She nodded once. Sage stood first—casual, unhurried—slinged her bag over one shoulder and walked out. Mara waited another minute, then followed. The third-floor family restroom was empty when Mara pushed the door open. Sage was already inside—leaning against the sink, arms crossed, smirking. Mara locked the door behind her. No words.

Why did they make such an assumption? Black Saga was a Predator from Asher City, as such the citizens knew who he was. He wasn’t any ordinary Predator; he was a powerful Tiger with a resounding reputation. As such the citizens were excited when they learnt that he would be leading a team in the Grand Tourney. To them, it was the right response from Asher City which had lost its crown to the reigning Champions, the Indigo Team. So when such a man stated that a Tiger Cub like Vital Orange had the capability to injure him, it was seen as humility, and it made the people love him even more. But now they realized that they were wrong. Black Saga wasn’t being humble, he was being downright sincere

Finding out I have to kill Sage has been a hard pill to swallow. I have a few months left of my pregnancy before I have to lore Sage onto sacred ground and kill her to unite lycans and werewolves. Out of all the scenarios I imagined how I would finish this destiny quest, killing Sage wasn’t one of them. While Sage and I are no longer friends, and I hold deep resentment towards her for how she used me, I still don’t want to kill her. Zane suggested I have Sasha take control for the actual killing part. It’s not a bad idea and one that I’m going to go with because it’s the only way I can even attempt to stomach what I have to do.

“Origin aside, her actions speak for themselves.” “Her actions were programmed,” Alpha James argues. “Were they?” Luna Diana leans forward. “If Cross could truly program behavior that precisely, why did Sage develop free will? Why did she go off- script?” Margaret’s confident expression finally wavers. “You can’t program free will,” Luna Chen adds. “You can’t create genuine love or authentic moral choice. If Sage has developed beyond her programming-and clearly she has-then she’s evolved past being a construct. She’s a person.”

“I… I will try… what oath do you dare to take?” Saga tilted her head slightly, and then smiled. “I can take anything; to God, by any scripture. Any. Thing.” For the first time in an hour, I took a deep breath. I decided to go crazy for a while. “Help me find out why they forbid me to leave the house.” Saga nodded determinedly. However, I guess he already had a hunch. _____________ *Handsome But Werewolf in English. One of the vampire and wolf dramas in Indonesia.

“Anything new at the borders?” “Nothing yet. No rogues since the one in the city. But there’s talk in the north, rival packs moving close. The Blackfangs might be testing our strength again.” “They’ll regret it if they do.” Ronan studied me for a moment, his eyes narrowing. “You’ve been gone three nights. You saw her again, didn’t you?” I didn’t answer. I didn’t have to. The silence said enough. He sighed. “Kael, this isn’t like you. You’re losing focus.”

" My heartbeats have now gone crazier. Each question makes my heart pound louder in my ears that I no longer hear my voice. "It's taken care of, long before Mr. Mori's entry." I pull up a deep breath, exhaling it slowly to calm down my nerves. "Remember, Miss Sahara, Mr. Mori works for the Yamaguchi-Gumi group, known as the Yakuza."