Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 15 : Gone

*Sasha*

“Sasha," Amanda said, giving me a shake.

I yawned and blinked owlishly at the clock. “Sweet mercies of the White Queen, Amanda, it's nearly dawn. Don't you have class this morning?"

“I do, but I was on the dorm phone all night with Chelsea–boy trouble–and the line beeped, so I switched lines, and it was Lucas," Amanda said hurriedly.

“Lucas Black?" I asked, peering at her in the low lighting.

“Do we know another Lucas?" Amanda responded with an eye roll. “He's waiting for you on the line right now."

I wanted to tell Amanda I didn't want to talk to him, roll over, and go back to sleep, but I wasn't going to make her into my errand girl. With a groan, I pulled myself out of bed and padded down the hall in boys' boxers and an oversized T-shirt to take the phone.

“Lucas," I groused. “Do you have any idea what time it is?"

“I need you," Lucas replied without preamble.

I blinked, pulled the receiver away from my ear to stare at it, then put it back to my ear to listen once more.

“… dream dancer?" Lucas was saying.

“What?" I asked. “Look, Lucas, if you're going to phone me for s*x while you're drunk and then…"

“Haven't you been listening?!" Lucas asked, exasperated.

“I was trying to figure out if you'd lost your mind… so… no…?" I replied.

“For the Moon Goddess's sake, Sasha, I'm talking about the temple, not s*x," Lucas said.

I felt my cheeks get hot and was glad he couldn't see me this mortified. “Oh. Um… sorry… um...."

“Forget it. Not important right now," Lucas sighed.

“Okay, so, it's still almost two in the morning," I said, shifting the phone to my other shoulder.

“I need you to use your dream dance abilities on something I found in the temple. I'll explain when I see you," Lucas responded. “Get dressed and meet me outside your dorm in fifteen minutes."

“But—“

“No buts. Get a move on," Lucas ordered.

I grumbled something under my breath but agreed. After hanging up, Amanda cornered me in our dorm room.

“So?" she asked. “Did Mr. Yummalicious call you for some… private time?"

I shook my head, then nodded, then shook my head. “No… I mean, not the way you're thinking. He needs me to use my dream dancer gifts to help him with something." I kicked off my pajamas and yanked on a sports bra, panties, pants, and a sweater.

dream dancer gifts? Please tell me that's a new euphemism for s*x,"

couldn't help but laugh as she stood there in frilly, pink, nearly see-through lingerie and was worried about my s*x life. “No. I can't believe he remembers I am a dream dancer. I haven't

She plopped down on her bed. “Well, I'll

snorted and strode out of our dorm room just

standing next to Lucas's sedan,

have to stop meeting like this,"

of the job, ma'am," he grunted back,

a sympathetic look before Lucas reached over and tugged

landed in

quickly closed our door and got behind the wheel, turning us back in the

next to Lucas, smoothing down my sweater self-consciously. “What is

to bring you in since last night," Lucas murmured, raking a hand through his hair. It bounced back into its stylishly messy-on-top coif. “I'm still not

get peeved. It was nearly sunrise and I should

said, looking at me, his gray eyes troubled. “Brady and I went to the temple last night, and we found

temple?" I responded.

I took the artifact, the whole thing collapsed." Lucas stared out the window as though watching it happen again. “I brought it home. I have a cousin, Eliza, who might be able to shed some light on it, but she's far away and won't get here

“The archeologist," I remembered.

“But you also showed us once when you were starting to use your powers that you were a dream dancer. I don't know if you use

like they go away, Lucas,"

and squeezed it, looking back from the window at me. “It's in my house. I'm going to show

gray eyes. It was like they danced with stars. I shook

of any other way to see if this is

“I'll try. I'll try, Lucas, but you have to know I can't control what I see. It'll reveal what

take it," Lucas said as we pulled into

gave me his hand and pulled me out of the sedan as Ian huffed off to the

protectively around my waist as we mounted the stairs

If Lucas was nervous, I had the feeling I ought to

stumble on it there. No, it's in my office," Lucas

fight. Now I was letting him take me

the top of the stairs, just out of view, so when we reached the upper landing we

look at it," Brady hissed,

must be asleep, I

out and patted Brady on the shoulder. “It's okay," I said, proud my voice wasn't quivering. “I'm happy

just the same, stopping

went behind his desk and opened a wood panel that looked like a drawer, but actually

I saw

touch it," I wheezed as my lungs seemed to fail me

it back in the safe. “I'll bring it back to

am totally on board with that plan," Brady said from the

other hand going around my belly. “I

me again. “Let's get you back downstairs," he said, ushering me out of the office. “I'll get you some wine to settle your nerves. I'm sorry I brought

it was. I'm sorry I couldn't help more," I replied, seeing Brady slip