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.

tell me that's

my s*x life. “No. I can't believe he remembers I am a dream dancer. I haven't used my abilities

plopped down on her bed. “Well,

snorted and strode out of our dorm room just as Amanda was snuggling down to go

got downstairs, Ian was already standing next to Lucas's

stop meeting like this," I

the job, ma'am," he grunted back, though he didn't sound particularly happy about

Lucas reached over and tugged me

landed in his

got behind the

Lucas, smoothing down my

murmured, raking a hand through his hair. It

in on what? What decision?" I asked, starting to get peeved. It was nearly sunrise and I should have been getting ready for

something," Lucas said, looking at me, his gray eyes troubled. “Brady and

temple?" I responded. “What

isn't exactly a temple anymore. As soon as I took the artifact, the whole thing collapsed." Lucas stared out the window as though watching it happen again. “I brought it

“The archeologist," I remembered.

when you were starting to use your powers that you were a dream dancer. I don't know if

go away, Lucas," I

house. I'm going to show it to you when we get home. But if it's… something truly evil… that you think is going to hurt you… I'll destroy it,

into his silver-flecked gray eyes. It was like they danced with stars. I shook my head–not the point. “You're

am," Lucas admitted. “But I can't think of any other way to see if this is

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

into the pea rock driveway in

us out, but Lucas was faster. He gave me his hand and pulled me

my waist as we mounted the

foyer?" I asked, my muscles tensing a bit. If Lucas was nervous, I had the feeling I ought

might stumble on it there. No, it's in my

there, we'd had one hell of a fight. Now I was letting him take me there to study what might be a cursed object. I was starting to really not like

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

her look at it,"

be asleep, I

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

followed us to Lucas's office just the same, stopping right outside the door. He'd drawn his line in

opened a wood panel that looked like a drawer, but actually

a sense of dread, even before I

to fail me

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

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

my head, my other

he put his arm around me again. “Let's get you back downstairs," he said, ushering me out of the office. “I'll get you some wine to

was good to at least try to figure out what it was. I'm sorry I couldn't