Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder
Chapter 970
Chapter 21 : Divine Discomfort
*Sasha*
I woke up alone in bed. I turned over and I looked at the floor. Lucas's wolf was gone and the room was empty.
“Lucas?" I whispered uncertainly into the hazy morning light.
I sat up slowly, feeling a wave of uneasiness wash over me. Memories of the previous night flooded my mind, and my body tensed at the thought of Lucas leaving me here and not coming back.
I shook my head. He wouldn't do that.
The door to our room opened and closed, and I yanked the blanket up to my chin.
But it was just Lucas, carrying a neatly-folded stack of my underthings. “We can burn them later," he grunted. “But I wasn't going to let that asshole keep them."
I noted his knuckles were cracked and bruised, and I felt a bit of smug pride. Lucas had just beaten the crap out of that weird, awful stalker pervert innkeeper. There was something very satisfying about that.
I looked at him gratefully as I remembered the way things had ended between us last night. I opened my mouth to apologize.
But suddenly Lucas whipped the blanket off the bed and I made an indignant sound. He shrugged and simply took the blanket and wrapped it around the undergarments and night clothes in a tight parcel before setting them in my bag.
“I don't want you touching that," Lucas said.
It was almost a command, but one I was more than happy to obey. “Thanks."
“You're welcome," Lucas replied. “Though speaking of welcomes, we might have just worn ours out. Get dressed. We can go wait for our ride in town. It's a nice day."
Lucas seemed to have forgotten about last night, and so could I.
I wriggled out of bed and pulled on clean pants and another sweater. The ones from yesterday were still soaked, despite being left out to dry last night.
Lucas had the same idea. He was wearing a crisp new shirt and form-hugging trousers.
I sighed inwardly. It really wasn't fair when he insisted on looking so tempting all the time.
Lucas picked up my bag and his and we headed out of the inn. I noted, with no small amount of satisfaction, that the innkeeper was cringing behind the bar, more black-and-blue than he was flesh-colored.
We took a short stroll through town and bought a few quaint trinkets.
As we made our way through the market, I couldn't help but notice the way Lucas moved. With every step, he exuded confidence and power. His broad shoulders and chiseled jawline turned heads wherever we went.
We found a small café and decided to grab some breakfast before our ride arrived. As we sat across from each other, sipping our coffee, I felt an uncomfortable tension settle over us.
"Lucas, about last night...." I began, needing to clear the air and unsure of how to broach the subject.
He cut me off with a look. "Don't worry about it, Sasha."
“But...."
Before I could utter an apology, he plopped a velvet box on the table between us.
I looked at him confused. “For me?"
He nodded and I reached over to pick it up. When had he bought this?
My fingers grazed the soft surface of the box. I could feel the weight of it in my hands, the anticipation building up inside me. My heart hammered in my chest as I flipped open the lid, my eyes widening in surprise at what was inside.
It was a necklace.
The gold chain necklace lay nestled in the satin lining, a glimmering, perfectly-cut emerald latched to it. Its size was modest, but the shine was as bright as crystal.
“I know it doesn't make up for what happened to the bracelet. I'll never be able to replace it. But, I hope to show you over time that I am in no way like the kid I once was."
“I know," I said as I took the necklace from the box. I held it out to him. “Help me put it on?"
the necklace, he rose from his chair and stood behind me. I held my hair out of the way and felt his warm fingers graze over my neck and shoulders pulling the ends and clasping them
resting in the middle
it
we were done, Lucas figured it was time for the car to arrive, so we settled on a bench near the inn
And wait.
And wait.
arrived at the inn asking
Lucas
showing his ID and the postman handed
said as he tore it open. He read it and cursed. “Their car won't be able to come
eyes back to the inn–another night in one room with one
groaned. “The Moon Howl is the
“Yessir," the postman said.
going to be
wearing any of those things you wrapped in the
blanket?"
fingers for
a disgusted sound.
Lucas echoed, a dangerous edge to
the postman sniffed. He looked at Lucas's bag, a frown on
“Uh…" I began.
Crimson in the Midnight Sun pack. We found an artifact north of the capital we need a scholar to look at," Lucas explained, putting a hand on my
the postman said excitedly. “What
lit up. “You don't happen to have a priest or priestess around here, do you? I figure if
priestess, but probably not
me and
lives at the edge of town, in the woods, really. You just take the road
Lucas responded. He handed the postman
sir," the postman said, pocketing
by the elbow and began
tell that man so much about our–er–quest?" I asked,
here who can help, maybe we can just catch the last train home and not spend another night under that
then nodded. “I'm
might
one where the northern library was located. As such,
feeling of unease washed over me even before Lucas knocked
an elderly woman opened the
I started tugging on his
the priestess," the old woman grunted.
were hoping you could look at—“ Lucas
say you were
old woman responded
who was eyeing me curiously. “Would you
between us and
what she said didn't ring true, so I followed that up with,
making a little old lady walk a mile into
I asked innocently before Lucas could
old woman rolled her eyes and closed her
she's shut us out for good, and was feeling rather relieved about it, the
stern look as we walked after her. “Is this
“Something's wrong," I whispered.
wrong?" Lucas
“With… her," I said.
my shoulders. “We'll go to
think we should just go," I
chance," Lucas sighed. “We don't know enough about her yet to completely dismiss the chance she could help us. Also, we did get her out with her arthritic
pushed my hair behind my ear. “Alright,"
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