Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 12 : The Eyes

*Sasha*

Days later, it still felt like eyes were on me. I hadn't been back out to the library site. I hadn't even been back to the town. The eyes had followed me onto the train, right into the capital.

I'd thought of connecting with Lucas until, hours after arriving at my dorm, Jay called from Doc's phone and angrily told me that Lucas had accused us both of stirring up trouble.

Lucas didn't believe them–didn't believe me.

It made a ball of resentment settle in my stomach.

“If I never see Lucas Black again, it'll be too soon," I grumbled, coming out of Professor Augustine's office. I still didn't have a new work-study, and I was officially off the library project. Lucas might as well have put up a billboard telling me never to return.

Of course, as soon as I stepped onto the quad, the eyes were back, staring a hole in the back of my head, disappearing as soon as I turned around.

I'd have shouted at them to go away, and I was tempted to, but then everyone would think I was crazy, not just Lucas. Even Amanda had given me a weird look when I mentioned the inexplicable draw to the temple and the eyes.

Still, it was unsettling enough that when I thought I was alone, I rounded on the eyes, about to give them a piece of my mind, when I ran smack into Donovan.

“Hey there, Sasha. You okay?" Donovan asked, reaching out to steady me.

I could only imagine how I looked–frizzy blond hair, dark circles under sleepless eyes. I'd let my appearance go a bit, I knew, but I just didn't like the feeling of the eyes watching me naked in the bathroom. And I could hardly sleep at all, sensing them even in my dreams.

“I'm fine," I lied.

“Yeah, right," Donovan snorted. “You done with classes? I am. Let's go to Nostalgia and you can tell me all about it."

I looked up at Donovan. He was all sympathy and smiles. “I… just have the work-study this semester," I admitted. “And my current assignment just became my former assignment."

“Oh damn. Did Lucas Black toss you off his team because you wouldn't sleep with him?" Donovan clucked with disapproval.

I let out a bitter laugh. “I wish."

“Hmm. This sounds like a long story best told over a couple of martinis. Let's go." Donovan slid his arm around my shoulders and steered me away from campus and down the short few blocks to Nostalgia.

Once we were seated and I had an apple martini between my hands, I glanced at Donovan, who was sipping a beer, and finally gave in. “You're going to think I'm crazy."

“Too late. Already do," Donovan teased.

I shook my head. “No, really."

“Oh. Okay, you're serious. Well, lay it on me. I can't think you're crazy until you start raving like a lunatic at me," Donovan said.

Despite myself, I gave a little laugh.

“There she is. Now, go ahead," Donovan encouraged.

I tucked my hair behind my ear and stared into my martini. “Well… so… there's this temple that was discovered under the northern library site...."

Donovan nodded along as I continued, telling him everything that had happened. At the end of it all, his voice turned gruff. “And he didn't believe you?"

“Nobody but Jay and Doc believe me," I replied glumly, still watching the thin apple slices float across the top of my drink.

Gentle fingers touched my chin and Donovan tipped my head up to meet his eyes. “I believe you," he said.

balm to my soul. I felt my eyes welling

Jay and the doctor are right. Something must be going on. Though, whatever it is, you should probably stay away from that library. Try your best

Honestly, would it be so wrong to date Donovan? Lucas was… well, quickly falling completely off the radar, and Donovan was sweet, and

said. “You're a really

at me. “Not just a great

decided to be just as bold. “Not

to do with eyes. I could barely feel them

a moment's

“And Lucas Black?"

smile faltered. “I… need to resolve something with him, but then it's

okay," Donovan replied with a nod, no anger

really was a truly great guy. And

disappointment in

Nostalgia opened, and I was surprised to see Brady and a bouncy brunette walk

“Brady?" I asked, blinking.

Phoebe? I'd had a class with her. “Well,

wondered why he'd called me that. But I shrugged it off and went over to give

Practicing doctor at the Capitol Hospital.

Phoebe blushed happily.

held it out

right? It's

living with Lucas Black…"

“Oh. Is that why I'm the

winced. “Yeah.

good devil," Phoebe cut in. “He talks about you

who'd come sauntering over from the table. He draped

are we talking about?" he asked with a wide grin. His eyes

them. “Brady, Phoebe, this is Donovan. Donovan, this is Brady. We grew up together. And this is his

Donovan drawled, still giving Phoebe

looked pale, possibly…

asked politely, his arm going

giving me a squeeze. “I'm Sasha's

out a

smile—then punched him

his nose made an ominous cracking

as he

still around Phoebe as

back at Donovan, who was holding his nose. Strangely, he

gruffly, taking us both to a dark sedan. He all but threw me in the back of it, then gently put Phoebe in the middle so he could sit on her other side

where…?" I

And we're going home,"

I frowned. “Lucas's home?"

Brady grunted, rubbing Phoebe's

as the sedan started moving, I knew I had a thing or

protested. “I want nothing to do

about fifteen minutes, he's going to want something