*Lucas*
“Where the hell have you been?” I grumbled.
“After you and Sasha got knocked overboard, I hopped on another boat and came to track you down,” said Oliver. “Sorry that it took so long.”
“How long?”
“Two days.”
“Ugh. It seems like a lot longer than that.”
“I brought a bunch of my best men here to get you. We have a ship anchored nearby and are ready to go. Brady and Phoebe are with them. Where is Sasha?”
I glanced around the open area we were in. It was too exposed.
Grabbing Oliver’s arm, I pulled him into Sasha’s room so we wouldn’t get spotted by a pack member.
“She’s with the Alpha of this pack, I think. It is my best guess. But I don’t know what he wants from her. I think she’s a prisoner.”
Oliver nodded. “My intel suggests the same. Though, it doesn’t seem like the Alpha intends to hurt her.”
I saw his eyes flick around the room.
“These are rather nice accommodations.”
I scoffed. “Yeah, you should have seen where he stuck me.”
