All Chapters of Alpha Sage: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I slammed my fist onto the table, my eyes blazing with frustration. "Two years!" I spat, my voice venomous. "Two years and not a single sign of Lyra! What is wrong with all of you?" My pack members cowered. "Alpha, we're trying our best," one of them says. I laughed, a harsh, mocking sound. "Your best? Your best isn't good enough! Lyra is still out there, and god knows if she's in one shape!" I hissed, my anger boiling over. "I can't sleep, I can't eat. All I can think about is finding her, and you're all failing me!" I glared at them, my eyes burning with disappointment. "You're my pack. And you're all letting me down." I slumped back in my chair, my head in my hands. I'm a mess, I whispered, my voice cracking underneath my breath. I'm a mess, and it's all because of her. I don't know when it happened or how but Lyra has taken a part of me that not even Veronica. How didn't I not notice? She has always been the one. I should have trusted Mum when she had made her choice mayb

I giggled as I struggled to put Ryan's tiny shirt over his squirming head. "Hold still, little one!" I teased, trying to catch his wandering hands.Ryan, my four-year-old bundle of energy, grinned mischievously. "No, Mommy! I want to dress myself!"I chuckled and let him try, watching as he attempted to put his arm through the sleeve. "Almost, baby! Just a little bit more..."It amazes me how enthusiastic and strong my kitten boy is. A slight smile danced on my lips as I adored his deep green orbs; they were just like his father's.The thought of his father has my heart squeezing in pain. As the years passed, not a day went by that I didn't think of him. I had let my guard down, something I never dreamt of doing, but I broke my limits for him, and in the end, I got nothing but betrayal.Ryan is my only source of joy; one look at him and you can see every feature of his father; the only features we share are his lip shape and hair texture, and aside from that, he is a carbon copy of

I stood before my mother-in-law, Luna, her piercing gaze trying to persuade me to return home with her. But how could I? After what Sage is to me.It's not even an option. I don't want to go back to my past. I want to move on completely and away from Sage or his family, but Luna is making it too hard for me."Lyra, dear, come home with me," she said, her voice laced with a gentle urgency. "We can work through this together, and I am not even asking you to return to him; we can settle for a divorce."My heart dropped at the mention of that. I don't exactly know how I felt after those words had left her mouth, but it sure didn't sound good to me.I hesitated, my heart still heavy with the wounds of Sage's betrayal. "I'm not sure, Aunt," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. "I don't want my heart broken again," I say biting on my lower lip.My eyes were already beginning to sting at the mention of Sage. He was my past, and I wanted things to remain as they were now.My life with

I sat down on the edge of Sage's bed, my heart pounding loudly in my chest as I heard the door creak open, signaling Sage's arrival. Despite the turmoil of emotions inside me, I made a conscious effort to mask my face, trying to appear composed even though I was burning with discomfort. I don’t know if he is aware of my return but then I am sure his Wolf may have sensed it. I turned slightly away, my eyes fixed on a random spot on the floor, avoiding any direct eye contact with him as he entered the room. The tension between us was palpable, and I struggled to find the right words to break the uneasy silence but then again, I was the one wronged, so making an effort first is his go and not mine. “Lyra” he calls out his voice sounding foreign to my hearing, almost as though it was the first time he had ever called my name. The tingling was still there. “Thank you for coming back” he states urging me to stare right back at him and I hit him with a physically chang

I measured out the sugar carefully so as not to miss the recipe "Lyra, you're lost in thought again," Angela said, nudging me with her elbow. I smiled sheepishly. "Sorry," I say trying to fight back the thoughts. Sage’s different behaviors have been getting to me these days. His efforts aren’t going unnoticed though I try as much as possible to make him believe that his actions weren’t getting to me or going to change my mind, I still stand to the fact that I won’t be giving us a chance. “What is wrong?” She questions with worry in her tune. I shrugged, “Nothing” trying to wave off the conversation but she wasn’t having it, it’s Angela after all. Letting out a sigh I paused my action on molding the dough, my shoulders sulking. “It’s Sage” Angela's expression turned curious. "What about him?" I cleared my throat proceeding to mix the dough. "He's been trying, Angela. Trying. But I'm not making it easy for him." Angela nodded thoughtfully. "You're still hurting Lyra,