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Sage set down her glass and fixed me with a look that left no room for argument. I had told her about my confrontation with Dave, leaving out certain details about Matt. Well, most of the details about Matt. I sighed and slammed the now-empty glass cup onto the counter. “I can’t believe I looked at him and felt absolutely nothing.” “That means you two were never meant to be.” Sage crossed her arms. “I applaud you for calming me from getting him arrested. Because if there’s anything I’m grateful for right now, it’s that my sister didn’t end up with the wrong man.” Her expression softened, just slightly. “ But I hate that they hurt you. Especially that bitch, Aurora. I’m not even surprised tha

The man replied and she rubbed her neck. By nightfall they had reached there destination, it was a relatively large park, one that was similar to the one back home. Sage was taken to a different place from the rest, she was alone and even while escorted i couldn’t help but stare at the girl, Why was she special than the rest and what exactly did they want her for?

I instead messaged my sister Sage asking her to meet me at the shopping district. With my typical warrior gaurd in tow curtsey of my Gamma daughters rank, I spotted Sage wander towards me sipping an ice coffee. Sage was a witch wolf hybrid she had long blonde hair was short in stature but not quite as tiny as me, she had a quirky sense of style and today she wore black ripped jeans and a strippy black and white long sleeve cropped top with her mild riff on show. Her belly button and nose were pierced, and she had multiple earrings and studs in each ear. Sage's mother had been my father's first mate Sasha, and whilst we were all treated as complete equals in my dad's eyes, Sage definitely got

“The Royal Guard of The Moon Goddess.” “I love that book,” I say, reaching to rub my finger over the cover. It’s practically our bible in some ways. It always seems like whatever is wrong in your life, whatever you need help with … the book will get you there. Especially since the sages are worthless most of the time. *Good thinking, maybe we’ll find something helpful,* I tell Parker, over mind-link. Though he doesn’t answer, I’m not expecting him to. “The… Roooee yaaa Rooo yah llll…” Hannah sounds out. No one here would dare pick on her, though she sounds like a child learning to read. I find it incredibly endearing.

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I know that when I make that confession, it’s allowing him to claim my heart. Shifting thoughts from Zane and how stupidly perfect he is. I’m not complaining. I just can’t help but fear there is a catch, something I’m missing. Zane is doing everything right, and soon I’ll stop questioning him. Right now, I want to focus on Sage. My old pack was filled with secrets, and I know it ties to my past. Sage is the Beta’s daughter; she, like Liam, is privileged with knowledge the rest of the pack isn’t. She knows something I don’t that much I’m certain. Her timing for missing me seems off. I thought she would have waited much longer before she reached out. I’m surprised that she did. I’m usually the

A soft knock on the door made me jump. "It's just me," a voice called. Female. Young. "I brought food." I hesitated. Kael had said no one could talk to me without his permission. Was this a test? "He said I could," the voice added, like she'd read my mind. "I'm Sage. The pack healer's daughter. I'm not... I won't hurt you." Slowly, I stood and opened the door. The girl on the other side couldn't have been more than sixteen. She had warm brown skin and dark curly hair pulled into a messy bun. Her eyes were a startling amber. Wolf eyes. But her smile was genuinely kind.

And also to keep myself from thinking of your freaking bastard of a brother, whom I wanted to strangle to death if I could. Sage's gaze followed mine to the book, and he chuckled. “Ah, Lysander's taste in books is… unique. I'm surprised you can stomach it.” I laughed, feeling a bit more at ease. This was the Sage I remembered. His way with words was something I liked about him. "Yeah, it's not exactly my cup of tea.” “I guess I'll have to get you some books. I have an entire collection of classics that might interest you.” “That would be of tremendous help.”

"And you will never tell it otherwise. Understand?" "You cannot keep me here forever." "Actually, I can. My father owns this city—the politicians, the police, the judges. Who is going to stop us? Your biker friends?" He laughed. "Damien Cross is dead, Flora. The Iron Wolves are scattered. You have no one." "He is not dead." The words escaped before I could stop them. Richard's expression went cold. "What did you say?" "Nothing. I meant—I hope he is not—"

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