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.

just cut it shorter," I said, gesturing to my own hair, cut short at the sides and longer on top, but still not nearly

but he smiled slightly when he

or found, depending on how you

of the state room?" Brady asked as we leaned

merely SUGGESTED we toss the

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

her like a two-year-old,"

two-year-old. That's why you're standing here with me and not banging down the stateroom door

just want her to be safe.

it's her choice whether she wants to work with it

don't think

acting like her father and forbidding her to do things," Brady told

sea. “I don't know what else

Phoebe. Probably. But I also don't

toss you

surprised Sasha hasn't

of my

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

She's either my mate or she's not," I

“And?" Brady prodded.

“And what?" I asked.

so glum about it? She's your mate for sure," Brady

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

hard in the arm I stumbled sideways. “Goddess, you're an i***t," he

my arm. “She hasn't said

“You interrupt her all the time. Yes, I've noticed. Okay, Phoebe noticed, but then I

seconds away from tearing up your

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 to put up

Sasha rejecting me when she turned twenty-one and the idea made me sick. And panicky. “Maybe I should go talk to

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

grunt. I gave Brady a

Brady complained, rubbing his

off quickly before we got into a punching war. Fun

I got there, and I sighed, wondering if I was going to have to sleep on the galley

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

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

the bed…

bit back a snarl of anger. How had she even found it? I thought I'd

Obviously not well enough.

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

sat beside her, looking at

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 day without you–not even one day. I can't deal with a

Sasha didn't answer, and I sighed, dropping my chin on

felt before, and I'm almost certain you must be my mate. But even if you're not, I will love you

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255