Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 41 : New Dianny

*Lucas*

New Dianny, considering how young it was for a city in the Light Realm, had sprung up like a field of tulips at the edge of the sea, scant miles from a jungle. If it hadn't been for the sea, the place would have been sweltering. As it was, it was quite warm, and the sweaters in our wardrobes became a thing of the past.

It was just as well. I'd torn the majority of Sasha's. Sometimes, something about her just made me so… impatient, especially sweaters. Goddess, I hated having to find her under all those folds.

Then again… I watched Sasha pull on a halter top and shorts that were shorter than I would have liked. There were some advantages to sweaters, like keeping other shifters' eyes off my Sasha.

“Lucas, I swear if you rip these shorts, I will rip your balls off." Sasha misinterpreted what must have been a very intense look.

I couldn't help but smile, sliding my hand into her back pocket to cup her ass cheek. “I promise. I will TRY not to shred this pair of shorts."

“I'm taking your coin stash and going shopping once we get settled," Sasha threatened.

I nuzzled the bruise I'd made on her neck. “Sasha baby, you can do whatever you want with my coin stash."

“You've been very hard on my wardrobe," Sasha sniffed, but she didn't remove my hand from her back pocket as we walked out of the stateroom.

Phoebe was similarly dressed, though she was sporting a bikini top in the warm weather, and I could see Brady was about as thrilled about her outfit as I was about Sasha's.

“We could go to the Winter Forest now," Brady suggested, his arm sliding possessively around Phoebe's bare waist.

“I thought we needed to meet Lucas's brother, Oliver, here first?" Phoebe said, confused. “Why would we go to the Winter Forest now? Not that I'm not excited to see it–"

“Better dress code," Brady grumbled.

Phoebe looked down at her bikini top and cutoff jean shorts. “What? It's hot!"

“That's not the problem. The problem is you're hot, and every man in New Dianny is going to think so, too," Brady sighed.

Phoebe beamed at him. “You think I look hot?"

Brady pinched the bridge of his nose. “Not the point. Not the point."

Sasha glanced up at me, her eyes narrowed. “You're having jealous thoughts, too, aren't you?"

“I was just thinking it's a bit nippy today, and maybe a sweatshirt wouldn't be a bad idea." I coughed.

Sasha swatted me in the chest. “You have your hand on my ass. I think that's a bright, red, flashing 'hands off' sign to any challengers."

“You'd be surprised," I growled.

Both rolling their eyes, Phoebe and Sasha led us across the gangplank and onto the bustling docks of New Dianny. On a small hill in the distance, the packhouse rose large and robust above the din.

“We're heading that way," I said to a porter, pointing with the hand that wasn't on Sasha's ass.

The porter took an appreciative look at Sasha and Phoebe, but a hiss from Brady stopped him halfway between bust and hips. He quickly turned his attention to our bags and summoned a larger town car once we reached the end of the dock.

they settled themselves across from us in the spacious back of the

keeps happening and I'll be getting

hand was now low on Sasha's waist, and I peeked out of the windows

back window,

unwelcome visitors we'd been getting since we got the orb, we'd been worried about… followers–not just those who wanted the orb, but

me softly, and I realized Brady

fine," I said, kissing her

think someone's going to follow us," Sasha continued,

replied, “but I'm not borrowing any more trouble than we

Sasha cuddled into my

stroked her hair and kept my

but the journey wasn't long enough for much of a nap, and soon he was giving her a little shake as two shifters in very official uniforms came to open the back door to the town

of them asked

“Yes, sir," I replied.

pack house. I wanted to meet the engineer who'd designed it. It was awe-inspiring; its artistry was flawless, and it still managed

my warning of possible unwanted additional guests in New Dianny

have worn something more formal," Sasha fretted, tugging on her halter top as we passed under beautiful wood relief

khaki shorts. “I think it'll be fine. It's not like you had a whole lot

fault was

“Mine," I said unrepentantly.

boomed as soon as we were escorted

barrel-chested ex-pirate Robbie was standing in front of his intricately-carved wooden high-back chair at the head of the room. Next to him was a small woman with blond hair, who was also smiling. Robbie dwarfed his Luna, Alison, by about three hundred pounds, and it

realize it's a great inconvenience, considering we might be bringing trouble behind us," I said,

replied, his loud voice shaking the light fixtures. “We haven't had

prepared for any trouble

could be fun,"

was clearly a common back and forth

between the Alpha and Luna on my account. “I would like to introduce you to

“Charmed," Alison smiled.

for having us,

at all. It's been an age since we've seen Lucas–"

interrupted. “How could we not host you

“You must be exhausted.

be wonderful, Luna

us for

tasty. Thank you for inviting us," I replied with

and Alison stepped down off the low dais to

said. “Since your letter

I winced. Technically, Sasha and I were nothing to each other. “Thank

down, then Sasha. “Though I could still

around Sasha's waist, tucking her under the shelter of my

up to Sasha," I responded in a