Katelyn stepped out of the spa treatment room feeling lighter, the tension in her muscles finally eased. It had been ages since she’d found the time for anything like this, ever since work had consumed nearly every part of her life.
"Thank you for choosing our services, Your Highness," the spa manager said with a graceful bow. "Here’s a small gift from our side."
"Thank you," Katelyn replied, accepting the elegant white bag with a polite smile before heading toward the exit.
The afternoon air greeted her as she made her way across the parking lot, only to stop short, her eyes widening.
"Sage?" she breathed, surprise flashing across her face. "What are you doing here?"
His familiar scent hit her like a wave, stirring something deep within her wolf. She fought to stay composed.
"I’ve only ten days left," Sage said quietly, stepping closer. Then, before she could move, he leaned in slightly, inhaling her scent, sending a sharp shiver down her spine and freezing her where she stood.
"Where are you taking me?" Katelyn asked, eyeing him curiously.
"You’ll find out soon," Sage replied with a faint smile as he walked toward the car. He opened the passenger door of his jeep and held it for her, helping her in before circling around to the driver’s side. Sliding behind the wheel, he fastened his seat belt.
"I never imagined you driving a jeep," Katelyn said, glancing around the interior. "I’ve never been in one before, this’ll be my first time."
Sage’s lips curved into a grin. "Then it’s going to be a fun ride. Tell me," he said as he started the engine and eased the jeep out of the driveway, "have you ever ridden a bike?"
"No. Why would I ride a bike?" Katelyn murmured, a faint smile tugging at her lips.
"I’ll take you on a bike someday," he said, steering the jeep onto the main highway. "It was hard without you in the apartment. Didn’t you feel the same while being away from me?"
"No," Katelyn replied firmly.
"Ouch. That hurts," Sage said, mock offense in his tone. "I thought you’d be missing me. Wolves are like that, once they find their mates, it’s nearly impossible to stay apart."
"I’m different, then," Katelyn answered with pride.
"Definitely, you are!" Sage said with a smile.
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Karmen yawned, stretching as he woke in the lazy haze of the afternoon, when a sudden bang on the door startled him. Groaning, he dragged himself over and opened it, finding a maid standing there with her head bowed respectfully.
"Young Master, Miss Aisha is here to see you," she announced quietly.
"What?" The last traces of sleep vanished instantly from Karmen’s eyes. "Tell her to wait in the living room," he ordered, sitting up straighter.
The maid nodded, bowed, and left. Karmen quickly headed to the washroom to freshen up. After a brisk shower, he changed into a sharp outfit, dabbed on a hint of cologne, and grabbed his phone before heading downstairs.
"There’s no one around. You can speak freely," Karmen reassured her.
"I—I was thinking... maybe we should get married," Aisha stammered, her voice trembling. "You can divorce me later... after a month or two... Karmen, I’m sorry for being so selfish. But... but..." Her hands shook violently, and tears brimmed in her eyes.
Karmen’s gaze softened, steady and unwavering. "Then let’s get married," he said simply.
Aisha lifted her head, her eyes wide with shock. "No! I... I can’t be selfish with you. I’m sorry for even saying it. Just... forget I ever mentioned it."
She started to rise, moving away, but Karmen’s voice stopped her mid-step.
"It’s not wrong to move on," he said gently, yet with weight in every word. "But it’s not wrong either to stay true to your mate, the one you love the most. Not everyone will understand you, and your parents’ concern is genuine. More than me, this marriage will affect your life. So think carefully, Aisha. Because what if... I don’t want to let you go after you marry me?"
Aisha stopped blinking to hear his words. They were like a blow to her. She did see a certain feeling in his eyes, which she was unable to comprehend.
"Why-why would you not let me go?" Aisha inquired.
"I am a man, after all. Think carefully. If you truly want to enter this marriage with me, you need to think of every single possibility that can happen between us. I am not a saint, Aisha. It’s just I decided to help you because..." He paused, not finishing.
"Because?"
"Nothing. You should go home," Karmen replied.

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