Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 973

Chapter 24 : Rude Awakenings

*Sasha*

I could feel the air change around me as Lucas stretched his hand toward me. Panic gripped me and I let the orb slip from my fingers to reach for him. But he vanished as the now-glowing blue sphere took me away.

This time the trip was instant, and I found myself on my back in a space that was cold and musty, nothing like the Goddess's temple.

The floor beneath me was made of stone, my hands lay criss-cross on my chest, the orb cradled in my palms. There was no Lucas. There was no stranger. There was no train, no chasing rogues, and no evil priestess.

There was, however, an assembly of people in dated clothing, looking at an altar at the front of… well… a temple–not one for the White Queen, but another temple for certain.

Low murmuring and chanting echoed in the air, dying off as the people turned to look at me.

I stood to my feet, clutching the orb to my chest. There was only one of me and perhaps a hundred of them. I hated the stupid thing, but it was my only defense and possible way out if something went wrong.

It sure felt wrong.

Suddenly, people began screaming, rushing to get away from me, and running for the exit. As the doors to the temple burst open, I could see a castle, dark and foreboding, not far off. The people were running straight that way.

As everyone else cleared out, however, one man stayed. He had been at the front of the altar, leading the chants.

I stepped backward as he approached me, his eyes fixated on the orb.

“Where did you get the Slipstone?" he demanded, stalking toward me.

I took a step back, mentally willing the orb to return me to Lucas. “I… l found it."

“Lies," the man said. He was more richly dressed than the others had been. And he was… familiar somehow. His features conjured up… something, something troublesome in the back of my mind.

He moved like quicksilver to close the space between us, gripping my arm.

“It's the truth," I insisted. After all, it was half true. Lucas found it.

The man chuckled darkly. “Then, I suppose you won't mind me taking it back from you." He pulled a dagger from his belt.

I tried to wrench away but his grip tightened painfully.

Everything in me knew the last thing that ever needed to happen was this man getting his hands on the orb. I backed all the way to the wall, holding the orb tighter.

“Please, Goddess, please take me back," I whispered.

The orb began to glow.

He looked at it and then backed up staring open-mouthed at me. “Dream dancer.... You have the mark, the star?"

I clutched my arm to the side and felt my stomach drop.

“The prophecy… has it come to pass?"

“I… I don't know what you're talking about!" I shouted and he rushed me again, pushed me to the wall, and pinned me in place.

Sasha....

voice, but I was

my neck, then grinned and

Sasha....

chuckled. “You will." He sheathed his dagger.

so close that the familiarity became clear to me now. My eyes widened and I gasped

hand up, and the orb pulsed and he was

or maybe meandering my way back through time. I saw

child eyes and saw my mother's pale face cloaked

her," she was

wasn't talking to me. I looked over to see it was the same man. He was much, much older, but the shape of his face and the eyes

new

her head. “Her baby

to pull a tooth for a new potion, and this time, we need to make

and torment of what followed. I wanted to

fighting against her hold that was shockingly strong. I sobbed

“Sasha!"

my fight. My mother's strong hold became his

my eyes shut tight.

it's just the bed sheets and

an unfamiliar room. It had the feeling

And there was Lucas.

arms soothingly as I tried to reorient myself to the world around me. “You were asleep. You

croaked, wondering if I'd been

you went, you weren't sleeping," Lucas

me. “Where is

beat-up, waterlogged bag sitting on the luggage stand near the closet. “I asked Gage to put it in his

who pulled us onto the

train when the shifters showed up. Luckily, I was able to grab him as well. We jumped in a lake… and

same air. He leaned forward and bumped his forehead against mine. “I was so afraid," he whispered. “I was so

hand to Lucas's cheek. “I was afraid, too. I was afraid the orb wouldn't get me back

still nestled in my palm. “What man?" he growled, sliding his hand over mine. He threaded our fingers together,

they saw me, or rather saw the orb–all except him. He wanted to take it

asked, rubbing his thumb along the back of

until he figured out I was a dream dancer. Then he started going on about a prophecy. Then… then…

what, princess?" Lucas

old… and with

Lucas frowned. “Your mother?"

my head.

as I thought about the memories of what he did, what my mother's

of the necklace Lucas gave me knowing that I would have to tell him

my mother, but so much older and changed

he be

you broke

confused. “What does that… I don't understand.

protection. My mother believed it would

“Hide you from who?"

“My father's pack."

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