Sage POV
The notion of someone attempting to cause trouble for Zane enraged me, particularly because their sole reason was to get to me.
I couldn’t sleep even wrapped in Zane’s embrace; the only thing I could think of was ending Kendric.
With caution, I separated from Zane and started going through my belongings. Once I found a t-shirt and shorts, I proceeded to the small patio attached to his room.
Observing my surroundings, I realized I could easily reach the roof from the patio, so I climbed up the pack house using the pipes.
Relaxing on the roof, I looked up at the bright full moon and stars that illuminated the night sky.
With my hand on my flat stomach, I briefly closed my eyes and prayed, a first for me.
With uncertainty about whom to contact, thoughts of Zane and the little
