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.

sides and longer on top, but still not nearly long enough for the waves

it," Brady grumbled, but he smiled slightly

depending on how you looked at

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

grunted. “I merely SUGGESTED we toss

and the fact you're treating her like a two-year-old with a dangerous

her like a two-year-old,"

a two-year-old," Brady repeated. “You know you're treating her like a two-year-old. That's why

to be safe.

to work with it or not,"

don't think she's being smart," I

her that, but you have to stop acting like her father and forbidding her to do things," Brady told

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

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 don't want her tossing me overboard,

would never toss you overboard,"

surprised Sasha hasn't tossed

rubbed the back of

saying you love her, so I'm assuming you've

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

“And?" Brady prodded.

“And what?" I asked.

about it? She's your mate for

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 the

in the arm I stumbled sideways.

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

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

got to get your head out of your ass, or no matter how much she likes you, no matter how much

idea

a lot of talking TO her," Brady corrected

her," I agreed with a grunt. I gave Brady

Brady complained, rubbing his own

a punching war. Fun as that would have been, I had a Sasha

still closed when I got there, and I sighed, wondering if I was going to have to sleep on the galley floor as

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

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

the bed… with

anger. How had she even found it? I thought I'd hidden it

Obviously not well enough.

sighed, going over to the bed. Her eyes were unfocused and she was

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

sorry 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

answer, and I sighed, dropping my chin on

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

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