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.

it shorter," I said, gesturing to my own hair, cut short at the sides and longer on top, but still

Brady grumbled, but he smiled slightly

found, depending

of the state room?" Brady asked as we leaned on the railing, watching the water

“I merely SUGGESTED we toss the orb

that, outside threats, emotional confusion, and the fact you're treating her like a two-year-old with a dangerous toy… I think I'd probably need my

treating her like

her like a two-year-old," Brady repeated. “You know you're treating her like a two-year-old. That's why you're standing here with me and not banging down the stateroom door to have rocking

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

it's her choice whether she wants to work with it or not," Brady said.

know that. I don't think she's

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

frowned at the sea. “I don't know what

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

toss you overboard,"

Sasha hasn't tossed you," Brady

of my

anything about me saying you love her, so I'm assuming

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

“And?" Brady prodded.

“And what?" I asked.

She's your mate for sure," Brady said. “A blind man could see

picked at a splinter on the ship's railing. “I don't know that she loves me back. She was… well… a virgin. She might just be enjoying

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

my

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 would she tell you how she

definitely been talking to Phoebe. I'm about five seconds away from

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

the idea made me sick. And panicky. “Maybe

been doing a lot of

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

for?!" Brady

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

to the stateroom was still closed when I got there, and I sighed, wondering if I was going to have to

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

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

was on the bed… with the

of anger. How had she even found it? I

Obviously not well enough.

was clearly

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

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

didn't answer, and I sighed, dropping my

you are my mate. I feel a pull to you I've never felt before, and I'm

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