Lacking Humanity|Half Crescent

Chapter Twenty-Three

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To say Andy was pissed was an understatement. Especially when he slammed the pack's front door in following Sage—Hera. One of the two.

He was so livid that his eyes burned holes in the back of her head, it hurt both her and her wolf on being hated so much.

"What the hell am I going to do now?! A war?!" Perhaps it was because she had taken over as Luna for Crescent Moon before, with Luke and the rest of her team at her side.
But for this pack...To learn that a war was coming their way was a damn revelation.

"LEAVE!" Sage bellowed, and most of everyone scattered to clear the room.

Though Severin had just walked in, eyes cautious as always. Yet the tiredness reigned in heavily, he didn't want a war any more than the next wolf.

"What happened?" He calmly intervened, and Andy turned to look at Sage with a tilted head. "My wolf won't submit to fake Alphas, Noah's a joke." Andy sighed his hands down the likes of his faces as he seethed.

"I've built that friendship up for almost nine years! Nine! And you destroyed it in less than ten days—"
"He's mean, maybe you don't see that anymore. He says that this isn't real pack, that moon goddess don't want us to have pups. He only has Delta blood in him. He'll lose." Grey had walked in a tad bit too late, especially considering either his Alpha and Luna looked at one another.

"What do you even know about wars, controlling an army...We don't have that kind of power!"
"I was in the middle of it! Crescent Moon goes to war, and I saw it! I live in it!"
"Not up close, hun. You'll never get that close, not as close as me..." Anger flared on her face as she grabbed the likes of his t-shirt into her fists.

"Remus was in coma for weeks! I was helping!... Fuck you!" She finalized, her eyes burning at the thought of saying his name. She avoided it for so long that it felt rough on her tongue.

But in mentioning his name, something broke in Andy as well. His face had fallen, and it was much too late as Sage had stormed out of the now deserted pack house.

"Uh...Sir?"
"Quiet, Grey." That might've silenced the Delta, but Severin was not that open to being shunned like that.

Why'd you upset her like that? For goddess sake, Sage hardly ever swears—She said right too.

"I know what she said, Severin. I said quiet."
"Why would Alpha Noah want Sage to submit anyway? That's what I wanna know—And she's right, sir. The whole 'public mating thing' that was...Well, it was kinda true, but what's so good about packs in the first place?" Grey questioned, but now it was Andy's turn to feel remorse.

Nothing he did was to protect Sage, sure siding with her at the moment was—But was he really siding with her now if he was regretting the start of a war?

For as long as he's lived, Andy knew that avoiding war might mean showing his belly side up every once in a while.
But here, it wasn't an option.

"Double up patrol, it'll take Noah a few days to return to Swift Tail. Doubt they'll manage an attack before then."
"And the witches? Sure they can add some layer of defense too." Grey's suggestion caused Andy to look on back over to Severin, and ultimately, it meant to speak with Elena.

Andy had gone to look for Sage, but the female wasn't in their room nor the training grounds, or with the witches. Panic erupted into his heart and soul as he couldn't believe that she had vanished into thin air.

She knew the pack grounds well enough to find the hiding spots, but everyone he checked, was a dead end. Though when he tracked the woods, Sage's eyes wavered in the trees as she felt dissociative from the rest of her surroundings.