"I can certainly help you with the dishes," Katelyn offered politely, already pushing back slightly from the table.
"Absolutely not. The princess is not allowed to lift a finger," Sage replied with mock severity, his smile gentle. He took her hand and lightly but decisively led her away from the dining room and into the cozy atmosphere of the living room. Turning on the television, he suggested, "Why don’t you put on a movie or a show?" handing her the remote control.
As he returned to the kitchen to deal with the cleanup, Katelyn settled onto the sofa. She clicked the remote buttons absentmindedly, her attention far from the screen. She wasn’t genuinely interested in watching anything; her mind was preoccupied.
’Is my scent completely suppressed now?’ she mused. She had deliberately taken the suppression potion from the healer to test her theory; she wanted to see Sage’s genuine, uninfluenced feelings for her when the powerful, distracting effect of her scent was entirely absent.
Katelyn’s focused reflection was abruptly shattered as Sage suddenly burst back into the living room, his previous joyful demeanor. He was already deep in a phone conversation.
"Where was Zoey last seen?" he demanded into the receiver.
Katelyn immediately rose to her feet, her attention fixed entirely on him.
"Just keep chasing. Nothing should happen to my sister," Sage pronounced grimly before snapping the call shut.
"Sage, what happened?" Katelyn questioned, sensing the immediate danger.
"A rogue wolf," Sage stated, the words clipped with tension. "He kidnapped my sister."
"What?" Katelyn exclaimed, her voice laced with shock and genuine concern.
"You need to go to your apartment immediately, as I may not be coming home tonight," Sage asserted, his focus already shifting to the impending chase. "Come, I’ll drop you there right now."
"No," Katelyn countered firmly. "I will come with you."
"You can’t come with me, Kate. I have to go directly into the chase; there’s no time for anything else," Sage pointed out, his brow furrowed with impatience.
"Sage, we don’t have time to waste arguing," Katelyn instructed. "Grab your things. Now." She then whirled and rushed toward the guest room. She quickly snatched her phone and returned in seconds. Sage was already waiting near the couch, his expression a complicated mix of urgency and reluctant acceptance.
"Put on your heels," he said quickly, noticing her bare feet. She mumbled a swift "Thank you" and efficiently slipped into her shoes.
"Let’s go," Katelyn said.
They both rushed to the parking lot and got into the car. Sage started the engine and drove out. His phone buzzed again. "Kate, answer it," he urged, handing her the phone. She quickly tapped on it and put it on the speaker.
"Sage, where are you?" It was William.
VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABEL
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince