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.

shorter," I said, gesturing to my own hair, cut short at the sides and longer on top, but still not nearly long enough for the waves to get

Brady grumbled, but he smiled slightly when

depending on how you looked at

Brady asked as we leaned on

“I merely SUGGESTED we toss the orb

you're treating her like a

like

know you're treating her like a two-year-old. That's why you're standing here with

“I just want her to be safe. That orb

wants to work

don't think she's being

her that, but you have to stop acting like her

at the sea. “I don't know what else to

don't want to have to sleep with one eye open, and I don't

never toss you

surprised Sasha hasn't tossed you,"

of my neck. “Fine. Fair.

me saying you love

She's either my mate or

“And?" Brady prodded.

“And what?" I asked.

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

she loves me back. She

turd Brady punched me so hard in the arm I stumbled sideways. “Goddess, you're

rubbing my arm. “She hasn't

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 noticed, but then I noticed, too. She just wants to tell you what she thinks, but you aren't listening. So why

about five seconds away from tearing

no matter how much she likes you, no matter how much she loves you, she's

she turned twenty-one and the idea made me sick. And panicky. “Maybe I should

a

agreed with a grunt. I gave Brady a powerful punch in the arm before

What was that for?!" Brady

we got into a punching war. Fun as that would have been,

wondering if I was going to have to sleep on the

surprised how easily the lock broke in my hand. I was going to have to talk to

curtains and the room

on the

snarl of anger. How had she even found it? I thought I'd hidden it VERY

Obviously not well enough.

were unfocused and she was clearly “elsewhere," using the power of the orb to see something I

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

“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

answer, and I sighed, dropping my chin on

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

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