Then Sage appeared, apparently having seen me slap Jason from a distance on her way to fetch her beloved mate.
Her brows were furrowed, her arms swinging at her sides as she stormed toward us, yelling, "How dare you slap Jason?" before rushing to his side like some overprotective guardian.
She gently touched his arm, brushing his shoulder like she thought she was comforting him. "What are you even doing here?" she asked him, her voice shifting from anger to concern as quickly as a flick of a switch.
Jason, like a good little puppy, straightened himself up and replied, "I saw her walking into the woods and I thought... I thought she might be going to hurt herself. I mean, she’s been distant since the bond broke, and seeing you and I together has been hard on her, so I just... I wanted t
