Lacking Humanity|Crescent Moon

Chapter Forty-Three

It wasn't with any tenderness, no love, and nothing to do in between waiting to be out of the cage. Aurelia was now not surprised that it is taking Sage so long to understand the language, she called out a few questions that she of about Sage's progress in education as she herself was curious.

However the scene had finally stopped swirling, and the two of them had been standing in what must've been the most blurred image of them all.

"What is this Sage?" Aurelia questioned, and Sage turned to the witch without an emotion on her face as she started back at the scene before her. The shouts of pain wasn't coming from Sage, but the sharp cry that followed solidified the burning question.

Sage had been born in captivity.

"My pup. Now." Was all the woman had said, and Aurelia had been so captivated by the scene of a child—Merely a minute old being poked and pricked.

"Not male." Someone whispered off into the back, the audience clearly disappointed.

"Sage." The mother whispered, sniffling due to the combined hormones and emotional moment to see a product of her and her mate's love.

Aurelia had turned to wolf beside her, and silent tears are all that showcased. Not a sob, not a whimper, not a single noise as she witnessed her birth and her mother naming her...

It had almost been a missed fact on a paper, surely the mother's memories had passed to her pup. Sage was far too young to remember anything from this time, and yet here they were.

This woman's name was not Luna, she used it to hide herself. Aurelia might not know everything about wolves, but Sage was the product of a mating and a heat.

However, suddenly the baby had been swiped away, and nothing could've prepared the witch for such a reaction.

The heart wretched screamed had traveled from the unconscious and to a thrashing body.

Remus stared in complete terror before the witches attempt to hold her down, which caused Luke and Liam to step in as well.

"What's happening?!" He growled, and the faulty mumbles had fallen out of the coven leader's mouth.

"It's gibberish, she must be trying to get them out! We have to keep her still!" It resembled a seizure, her body convulsing up and down, slamming back down to the bed as she slashed and fought with whoever was there.

Liam couldn't watch, and Jack settled a hand on his friend's shoulder.

Nobody spoke about what happened in the Underground anymore than they did, it was a forbidden topic.

And it was just a given around Sage.

A reviving gasp told the witches that Aurelia returned, and she placed one hand to Sage's forehead and heart before chanting a rhyme. Her limbs had ceased their flailing, almost slumping in return to a peaceful rest.

The coven leader asserted all of her energy as she slumped back down into the seat, trying to regain her breath.

"...You say you burned it down...?" Her voice was a fumbling mess, her chest still heaving after all that occurred and Luke firmly nodded.
"Good." She hissed, chasing down whatever drink was before her. And then rose to walk to the center of the room, while the wolves look in a patient wait to their Luna.

Remus hadn't blinked until his eyes burned and tears reached the brim and forced that of him.

"The first memory...Was when the two of you came in, I hadn't enough time to explain how it would work and she brought us to your first meeting. Then to see Raven, walk around the building...And witnessed her birth." Remus had bowed his head to his mate, setting his forehead to her stomach, and prayed that she be alright.