*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 a
