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.

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

he smiled

found, depending on how you looked at

room?" Brady asked as we leaned on the railing, watching the water rise and fall against

merely SUGGESTED we toss the orb in the

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

not treating her like a two-year-old," I

her like a two-year-old. That's why you're

to be safe. That

wants to work with it or not," Brady

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

stop acting like her father and

“I don't know what else

But I also don't want to have to

toss you overboard," I

surprised Sasha hasn't tossed you,"

the back of my neck. “Fine.

saying you love her, so I'm

either my mate

“And?" Brady prodded.

“And what?" I asked.

mate for

loves me back. She

in the arm

asked peevishly, rubbing my

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

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

likes you, no matter how much she loves you, she's not going to accept you as her mate. Sasha Wentley

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

been doing a lot of talking

Brady a powerful punch in the

What was that for?!" Brady

into a punching war. Fun as that would

sighed, wondering if I was going to have to sleep on

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

was dim as I stepped inside, the windows covered with curtains and the room lit

on the bed… with the

of anger. How had she even found it?

Obviously not well enough.

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

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

being an overbearing asshole. But you're scaring me to death. I love you, Sasha. I love you and I don't want

answer, and I sighed, dropping my

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 I die," I murmured

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