Page 152 of Sage Haven
And then his face twisted, somewhere between horror and disgust. “Brother? Is that you? Have you gone mental? Do you need a doctor?”
I snorted, flipping him off without looking. “Fuck off, Cas.”
“There he is,” he muttered, shaking his head. But his smirk faded a little, as his eyes began to darken.
And then he was serious, “But really—what the hell possessed you to let Sage into your bed?” His tone wasn’t mocking now.
It wasa warning.
“You’re not the type to make reckless decisions,” he continued. “So, what was your thought process there?”
I opened my mouth.
But nothing came out.
How could I explain it? How could I tell him that Sage had pulled something out of me I didn’t even know was still alive? That she made me want something dangerous? Something real?
I raked a hand through my hair, blowing out a slow breath.
“I made a decision,” I said finally.
Cas studied me in silence.
A beat. Then another.
Then he nodded slowly, his mouth pulling into something that wasn’t quite approval. “A reckless one,” he said. But his voice was less judgment now.
He pushed away from the doorway, stretching his arms over his head with a low groan.
“I’m just making sure you’re not being stupid like Keenan.”
The name landed like a brick in my stomach.
Keenan. Reckless. Careless.
The ENA didn’t forgive mistakes like his.
And they didn’t offer second chances. Not ever.
I stiffened, but Cas let it go.
He didn’t press. Didn’t need to.
We both knew the rules.
And the consequences.
Still, I felt it in my chest—the flare of something stubborn. Something primal.
I wasn’t going to lose Sage.
Not to them.
Not to anyone.
Cas shot me a look before turning away, muttering under his breath, but I caught it anyway.
“She’s got you fucked.” He stated.
