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.

at the sides and

likes it," Brady grumbled, but he smiled slightly when he said her

depending on how you looked

room?" Brady asked as we leaned

“I merely SUGGESTED we toss

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

her like a two-year-old,"

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 make-up

“I just want her to be safe. That orb

whether she wants to work with it or not," Brady said.

don't know that. I don't think she's

acting like her father

the sea. “I don't know what

“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 her tossing

never toss

surprised Sasha hasn't tossed

rubbed the back of my neck. “Fine.

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

fight? She's either my mate or she's

“And?" Brady prodded.

“And what?" I asked.

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

loves me

in the arm I stumbled sideways. “Goddess, you're

asked peevishly, rubbing my arm. “She hasn't

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 would she tell you how she

Phoebe. I'm about five seconds away from tearing

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 too independent

twenty-one and the idea made me

You've been doing a

WITH her," I agreed with a grunt. I gave Brady a powerful punch in the arm before stepping out of

was that for?!" Brady complained, rubbing his

I strode off quickly before we got into a punching war. Fun

there, and I sighed, wondering if I was going to have to sleep on the galley floor as a

and was surprised how easily the lock broke in my hand. I was going

dim as I stepped inside, the windows covered with curtains and the room lit by a single candle.

was on the bed…

she even found it? I

Obviously not well enough.

and she was clearly “elsewhere," using

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

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

course, Sasha didn't answer, and I sighed, dropping

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 you must

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