Sage followed Caspian and Helena from the hall. When they walked outside, Sage spun on her mate.

“What the f*ck were you thinking revealing us like that?” she screeched.

“Sage, I–” he tried to get out but her mother stopped her short.

“It was incredibly clever,” Helena was smiling.

Sage frowned at them both, not understanding.

“Sage, the Elders aren’t just some witches or warlocks on the street, raised ...