Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 988

Chapter 39 : Maturity

*Sasha*

I sat alone in the dark for what felt like hours, though it was probably less than fifteen minutes. Then the light came on in the bedroom and Phoebe popped her head in, wearing lingerie probably meant for Brady's eyes only.

But then I was sitting under the covers completely naked, so I wasn't one to say anything. “Is everything okay?" I asked softly.

Phoebe shook her head and motioned for me to follow her.

My blood ran cold. Had something happened to Lucas? I rolled out of bed and pulled on Lucas's shirt, then quickly followed Phoebe.

We tiptoed down the stairs, where Lucas, in wolf form, was pacing and growling on the front landing.

Brady had a splash of blood on his chin, his fangs still elongated. He was sporting a pair of boxers, thankfully.

“They got away," Brady said as Phoebe went to stand next to him.

“But they're gone?" Phoebe asked in a small voice.

“Yes." Brady put an arm around her and kissed her temple. “They're gone."

“Who? Who's gone?" I asked. “Did they take the orb?"

“They didn't get that far," Brady said. “By the look of things, they didn't even know exactly what they were looking for."

There were popping sounds, and then Lucas was standing there, naked, once more. He grabbed an overturned throw pillow for modesty, holding it in front of him.

“It couldn't have been the priestess if they didn't know what they were looking for," I mused. “And she already told me she was quite happy with what I was doing, so there would have been no reason–"

“f**k that orb. I swear to the Goddess...." Lucas snarled. “What is this, a youth hostel? We've got people coming and going at all hours."

“We're heading to the docks in a couple of hours," Brady reminded him. “We're leaving Egoren. When we get to New Dianny, we'll be a lot safer."

Phoebe looked at the door, then looked again. “What is this…?"

A scrap of paper was caught in the hinge of the door.

Lucas walked over and snatched it. “Fuck."

I went over to him, touching his arm. “Lucas?"

With an angry huff, he showed us the paper.

'Tell the dream dancer she has something that doesn't belong to her, and we are going to get it back.'

***

*Lucas*

The wind whipped through Brady's hair, blowing the longish locks into his face and mouth. He grimaced, pulling hair out of his mouth for the hundredth time since we'd boarded the ship.

cut it shorter," I said, gesturing to my own hair, cut short at the sides and longer on top, but still not

but he smiled slightly when

lost… or found, depending on

asked as we leaned on the railing, watching the water rise and fall

grunted. “I merely SUGGESTED we toss the

emotional confusion, and the fact you're treating her like a two-year-old with a dangerous

not treating her like

why you're standing here with me and not banging down the

“I just want her to be safe.

to work with it or not,"

don't know that. I don't think she's being smart,"

stop acting like her father and forbidding her to

sea. “I don't know what else to

love her. I understand," Brady said. “I'd be the same way about Phoebe. Probably. But I also don't want to have to sleep with one eye open, and I don't want

would never toss you

surprised Sasha hasn't tossed

back of

say anything about me saying you love her, so

fight? She's either my mate or she's not,"

“And?" Brady prodded.

“And what?" I asked.

it? She's your mate for sure," Brady said.

a splinter on the ship's railing. “I don't know that she loves me back. She was…

hard in the arm I

rubbing my arm. “She hasn't

You're always crawling down her throat with some new command or forbidding her to do stuff," Brady said. “You interrupt her all the time. Yes, I've noticed. Okay, Phoebe

to Phoebe. I'm about five seconds away

grin. “You can try. But, seriously, you've got to get your head out of your ass, or no matter how much she likes you, no matter how much she loves you, she's not going to accept you as her mate. Sasha Wentley is

when she turned twenty-one and the idea made me

WITH her. WITH. You've been doing a lot of talking TO

gave Brady a powerful punch in the

that for?!" Brady complained, rubbing his own

off quickly before we got into a punching war. Fun as that would have been, I had a Sasha Wentley to… deal

going to have to sleep on the

I asked. I tried the knob and was surprised how easily the lock broke in my hand. I was going to have to talk to the captain about safety, but just this once, it

the windows covered with curtains and the room lit by a single candle. My eyes adjusted quickly, but I almost

was on the bed… with

anger. How had she even

Obviously not well enough.

over to the bed. Her eyes were unfocused and she was clearly

be in any distress, so I simply sat beside her, looking at the

me. “I'm sorry for treating you like a child, and for being an overbearing asshole. But you're scaring me to death. I love you, Sasha. I love you and I don't want you to get hurt. And I

didn't answer, and I

bravest person I know, Sasha Wentley. I would be blessed and honored if you are my mate. I feel a pull to you I've never felt before, and I'm almost certain

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