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?"

I held my hair out of the way and felt his warm fingers

felt the weight of the emerald resting in the middle of my

was glad to see it was much more appetizing

figured it was time for the car to arrive, so we settled on a bench near

And wait.

And wait.

at the inn asking for Lucas

you Lucas Black?" he

showing his ID and the postman handed over

tore it open. He read it and cursed. “Their

back to the inn–another night in one room with

groaned. “The Moon Howl is the only inn

“Yessir," the postman said.

going to be

any of

in a blanket?" the

sticky fingers

made a disgusted

Lucas echoed, a dangerous edge to his

mayor," the postman sniffed. He looked at Lucas's

“Uh…" I began.

see Eliza Crimson in the Midnight Sun pack. We found an artifact north of the capital

said excitedly. “What

happen to have a priest or priestess around here,

“Yeah, there's a priestess, but probably not the

and

lives at the edge of town, in the woods, really. You just take the road up

He handed the postman a few

the postman said, pocketing the

by the elbow and

to tell that man so much about our–er–quest?"

day. If there's someone here who can help, maybe we can just catch the last train home and not spend another night under that disgusting man's

then

might be,"

library was located. As such, it

washed over me even before Lucas knocked on her

woman opened the door. “What?"

tugging on his arm, “but we were told we could

the priestess," the old woman

had something we were hoping you could look at—“

religion did you say you were a priestess of?" I

old woman responded with a

was eyeing me curiously. “Would you mind telling

us and

I followed that up with, “Would you mind

priestess grumbled. “Of course you do. Because making a little old lady walk a mile into the woods with an arthritic hip is a great way

innocently before Lucas could

her eyes and

shut us out for good, and was feeling rather relieved about it, the old woman reappeared with a shawl around her shoulders.

look as we walked after her.

“Something's wrong," I whispered.

wrong?"

“With… her," I said.

my shoulders. “We'll go to the

should just go," I

to completely dismiss the

behind my ear. “Alright," I reluctantly

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