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.

my own hair, cut short at the sides and longer on top, but still not

he smiled slightly when he said her

was completely lost… or found, depending on how you looked

locked out of the state room?" Brady asked as we leaned on the railing,

toss the orb in the sea.

treating her like a two-year-old with a dangerous toy… I think I'd probably need my

her like a

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

her to be safe.

it's her choice whether she wants to work

don't think she's being smart,"

can tell her that, but you have to stop acting like her father and forbidding her to

at the sea. “I

Phoebe. Probably. But I also don't want to have to sleep with one eye open, and

would never toss you overboard,"

Sasha hasn't tossed you,"

back of my

didn't say anything about me saying you love her, so I'm

my mate or she's not,"

“And?" Brady prodded.

“And what?" I asked.

are you so glum about it? She's your mate for

ship's railing. “I don't know that she loves me back. She was… well… a virgin. She

in the arm I stumbled sideways.

rubbing my arm. “She hasn't said

I've noticed. Okay, Phoebe noticed, but then

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

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

twenty-one and the idea made me sick. And panicky. “Maybe I should go talk to

You've been doing a lot of talking TO her," Brady corrected

I gave Brady a powerful punch in the arm before stepping out of

What was that for?!" Brady complained, rubbing

off quickly before we got into a punching war. Fun as that

if I was going to have to sleep on 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 was

covered with curtains and the room lit by a single

on the bed… with

How had she

Obviously not well enough.

and she was clearly “elsewhere," using the

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

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

didn't answer, and I sighed,

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 I die,"

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