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.'

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*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.

at the sides

but he smiled slightly when

completely lost… or found, depending on

have you locked out of the state room?" Brady asked as we leaned on

“I merely SUGGESTED we toss the orb

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

her like

her like a two-year-old. That's why you're standing here with me and not

groaned. “I just want her to be safe. That orb is

to work with it or not," Brady said. “You know

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

her that, but you have to stop acting like her father and forbidding her to do things,"

the sea. “I don't know

also don't want to have to sleep with

toss you

surprised Sasha hasn't tossed you,"

rubbed the back of my neck. “Fine. Fair.

love her, so

fight? She's either my mate

“And?" Brady prodded.

“And what?" I asked.

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

that she loves me back. She was…

hard in the arm I stumbled sideways. “Goddess, you're an i***t," he

my arm.

with some new command or forbidding her to do stuff," Brady said. “You interrupt her all the time. Yes, I've noticed. Okay, Phoebe noticed, but then I noticed, too. She just wants to tell you what

to Phoebe. I'm about five seconds away from tearing up your

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

and the idea made me sick. And panicky. “Maybe I

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

gave Brady a powerful punch in the arm before

that for?!" Brady complained, rubbing

Fun as that would have been,

wondering if I was going

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

room lit by a single candle. My eyes adjusted

was on the bed… with the

back a snarl of anger. How had she

Obviously not well enough.

over to the bed. Her eyes were unfocused and she was clearly “elsewhere," using the power of the orb

I simply sat beside her, looking at the glowing, pulsing, now-pink pain in

I said, pretty sure Sasha couldn't hear 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 don't want to live a day without you–not even one day. I

course, Sasha didn't answer, and I sighed, dropping my chin on her

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 you must be my mate. But even if you're not, I will love you until the day

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