Lacking Humanity|Half Crescent

Chapter Nine (Rewritten)

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Encouraging the group to keep moving had been much more work than she realized, and the extra day of rest hadn't motivated them—It only left room for them to start protesting. So when Sage had raised her voice four octaves higher, the group had certainly found themselves moving.

With little to no more hesitation in their steps since before she put her foot down.

The addition of her blood to their teas certainly aided the group, and perhaps it was her wolf managing to identify the situation more clearly. But they did indeed look like they had more color in their cheeks, allowing Sage to push them further away from the facility.

However, in doing so, she let out a furious growl, earning her the attention of everyone. Especially since she placed the bags in her hand down and felt up her arm.
"They put trackers in us?" She questioned, and the others looked more than panicked as they too began searching high and low through their warm wraps.

A wolf named Wynne had called out that she thought she found one, and when Sage came over to feel the small device she nodded. "Check under arm, not in wrist anymore. Makes it harder to get out." She whispered, and thus Sage looked directly into the she-wolf's eyes.

Silently questioning the acceptance of what was about to happen.

"Please do it quickly, Alpha." She nodded, her jaws and fangs unhinging to dig for it. And while it had caused some discomfort in Wynne's arm, it shocked her how fast the pain faded.3

"I have enough cloth to put some of the berry paste onto the injuries...Alpha?"
"Then we take small break. Find partner and get it out. Wolf finds a witch and another wolf. We get them out and the pups will break with rock, work fast." The order was off and it was clear that they trusted Sage much more than an inexperienced wolf to do it, Elena had been the one to offer to do the Alpha's. Earning Sage another horrific scar right beside the bear talons.

The fuss that both Lilith and Rain had gone through trying to rectify the bite mark on Sage's arm was humorous, especially seeing Rain work with a witch trying to bind it properly.

However, what the Alpha could not handle on any account was the endless apologies, yet the mood was much lighter now that the possibility of being tracked by those humans was close to none.

Having not looked at the moon or the stars the previous night, Sage truly had no idea as to where they were going. And to be frank, she simply decided that heading East was the best chance, especially since they had been traveling in that direction since their escape.

It hadn't been until the third day of constant traveling that Sage stripped herself of her outfit and was able to shift. The look of astonishment beckoned those around her, and she turned over towards Maeve in question to see if she could attempt a shift.

Sage had the stronger Lycan blood cycling through her body, in addition to her Halliwell ancestry. Though Mae simply shook her head and looked away, the she-wolf hadn't caused any more problems in deflecting Sage's orders.

No. The submission was finally working, and that had a strong part of Sage giving out her blood. Especially since this had been another show of strength.

While it was a healing aspect, those drinking and sharing her blood were indeed joining the clan. Considering that everything and anything that happened at the army base, it took her away from Crescent Moon as a whole.
The majority of the wolves had felt the same, but it angered Maeve, everyone seemed to have fought a harder battle that she felt misplaced.
The She-wolf had no direct family, no mate, no pups or pack. She hardly recalled what she was doing as a Rogue before being placed in the facility and at the whim of Armond.