"Why did you run from the mess? Your family is looking for you. Your mother is worried." Sage said as he looked for a decent place to sit. "I hate politics, Sage. I don't want the media to know that I wasn't grieving or saddened by Landon’s decision. In fact, I felt relieved." Sophie muttered just to get the elephant out of the cavern. She focused on the fragrances in the air, like the loamy smell of calm rain or the salty tang of the usual earthy and ocean air. How was that even possible when the ocean was a thousand miles away from here. Weird? "It's the spirit of this cavern you sense." Out of nowhere, Sage grumbled as if reading her silent wonderment. "How?" "You are a seer, Sophie. The daughter of time The spirit of your ancestors, who once dwelled here thousands of years ago. They recognize you." "How did you know this?" "You must know that, even though I'm just the beta of my pack, I'm the one who loves to read.." "Really?" "Why? Is that unbelievable?" "Well, hearing fr
Back to the temple royal chamber, meanwhile, Sage’s father had made it as far as the door when his breathing got a lot worse. The royal pack doctor, against his father’s wishes, said that bed rest was called for as a precaution. It was half an hour later when Sage, who was deputizing for the Master Alpha, a first, was leaving the room when he encountered someone he vaguely recognized as the Savannah’s delta, Wally, a man who bowed excessively and never smiled. "Beta Sage. I mean, um, your highness." Wally sounded breathless, his bow perfunctory, and the big politician’s smile was absent. "Are they here, sir?" "Who?" Sage asked, furrowing his forehead. "Doctor Sophie, and, um, my daughter, Chenna? We have no idea where they have gone, and Luna Ally is quite distressed. She has decided they have been kidnapped." "Considering the level of security here, I seriously doubt it. I have an idea, though. Leave it to me," Sage said, leaving the gasping man standing there staring after him a
"I don't know, I’m not sure either," Sage admitted, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel before he opened the window and leaned out. That was when he smelt the smoke—acrid and unmistakable."What the—"Sophie mumbled under her breath, "Chenna’s blood?""Stay here, don't move."She craned her neck as Sage, with long-legged ease, exited the car and approached one of the several people who had already left their cars. Some were pointing, and then she saw the plumes of smoke rising from behind the hill ahead. Sophie’s stomach muscles quivered as she clambered out and, skirt in hand, ran towards Sage, oblivious to the stares her outfit was attracting.Sage stopped, suggesting to drivers that they pull their cars as far to the side of the road as possible to give access to rescue vehicles, and turned to her. "I said to wait inside the car."I'm a doctor, for fuck’s sake. She thought to herself."I can help."She ignored the statement. "Sage, what’s happening? Do you think Chenna..."No
But so far no one has, and, as it was hard to imagine that their treatment could have been better if the hospital staff had realized they were treating their beta, it hadn’t seemed a priority to explain or correct the myth that they were a newly married couple, which had obviously followed them to the casualty department. But she doesn't want to correct them; it would raise too many questions. While Sophie waited to be seen herself, she was kept up to date on Sage’s progress. Sophie knew she would not have been told the results of his CT or any of the other tests if they had known the truth. After all, this part of the town was almost on the border between neighboring pack and human territory.As someone who was not his mate or family, she would have been told nothing, so she silenced the twangs of conscience, and took comfort from the technicality that she hadn’t lied—yet. Unless staying silent could be counted as lying. Should she reveal that under the dirt, blood, and injuries the
Sage was there, but not in bed, when she walked into the room past the security guards who had been there when she left. Her brief flurry of irrational panic subsided when she saw the figure standing in a narrow open door that was a tight squeeze for a broad-shouldered man plus a portable drip stand.In her absence, the bulky dressing had been removed. In its place was a narrow, almost transparent strip that showed the full extent of his repaired wound. Sophie was relieved by what she saw. The man who had operated had clearly been as good as the nurse had claimed. Her professional eye could see beyond the bruising and swelling that made his face unrecognisable, and she knew that the healing process would fade the livid, raised red scar to silver.The professional in her saw a good job; the woman in her saw not ugliness but pain, and she winced, her empathy shifting uneasily to dismay. What she was feeling went beyond normal empathy. It wasn’t even guilt that she felt; it was more... T
"If that is true, then why on earth couldn't I see us being married?" Sophie asked."I can't answer you that; you are the seer here."Sophie groaned and rolled her eyes.The master alpha wanted the marriage to go on. Marriage with Sage?Who doesn’t want me any more than the first one did?She recognized it was irrational, but for some reason, this knowledge was far more painful to her than the humiliation she had suffered at Landon’s hands.The belief that she was doing the right thing had enabled her to take a pragmatic approach to the prospect of a loveless marriage to Landon, but when it came to Sage being coerced into taking his brother's reject, Sophie couldn’t be objective. But the mere fact that she wasn't sad about what happened between her and Landon made it more confusing. However, with Sage, it was a different matter. She liked him. Her wolf recognized him as an equal, and the animal longed to imprint the man.Nevertheless, everything inside her just shriveled up with horr
Three weeks later Low-key, as it had been agreed, was appropriate under the circumstances, and the civil ceremony was just that—a handful of people beyond the immediate pack family. There were photographs, which would be released along with an official statement to be issued later that week. So Sophie was married. Sophie could not decide if she was meant to feel different. She glanced at the man—her husband, her mate, her alpha—who sat beside her. There was a remote, untouchable quality about him that even had she wanted to make conversation, it would have made her think twice. Sophie didn’t want to. There had been no mention of Landon and Cherryl’s either. No talked about her vision or what was supposed to happen to her. Three weeks. This was supposed to be something drastic, suffering from Roxanne’s hands. Yet here she was. Married to Sage—not the beta Sage she knew but to the Alpha Sage. The true heir of the Master Alpha. What changed? Sophie didn't have an ounce of an idea.
The words of an article she read the week before about the men in power in the kingdom came back to her. The captivated writer had argued that the new Robinson's Alpha was complex, referring to glimpses of the primitive heathen behind the elegant façade. Heathen? Sophie, she told herself, this isn't going to help. The automobile abruptly exited the tiny road they had been travelling on for several miles and passed through large gates that sprang open as they approached. The discomfort in her gut gave her an extra-hard kick as the gates closed behind the automobile that had followed them since they'd left Savannah. The driveway, illuminated at ground level by rows of lights, seemed to go on for miles. Sophie didn’t mind; she was in no hurry to arrive! Robinson’s Pack This is it, Sophie, this is not just a vision, this is reality. She thought to herself. Finally they stopped, the uniformed driver pulling up in front of a building with a Georgian façade. This was a private house, no