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.

own hair, cut short at the sides and longer on top, but still not nearly long enough

grumbled, but he smiled slightly when he

man was completely lost… or found, depending on

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

grunted. “I merely SUGGESTED we toss the orb in the sea.

confusion, and the fact you're treating her like a

her like

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

to be

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

know that. I don't think

stop acting like her father and

sea. “I don't know what else to

I also don't want to have to sleep

toss you overboard," I

hasn't tossed you,"

the back of my

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

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

“And?" Brady prodded.

“And what?" I asked.

mate for sure," Brady said. “A blind man

don't know that she loves me back. She was… well… a virgin. She

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

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

I've noticed. Okay, Phoebe noticed, but then I noticed, too. She just wants to tell you

Phoebe. I'm about five seconds

she likes you, no matter how much she loves you,

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

been doing a lot of talking TO

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

was that for?!" Brady complained, rubbing his own

a punching war. Fun as that

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

tried 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 a gift from

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

on the

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

Obviously not well enough.

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

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

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

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

mate. I feel a pull to you I've never felt before, and I'm almost certain you must

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