Sasha's Lion (10 page)

“I’m on the pill. It helps regulate my monthly
friend. So if you’re clean and I’m ready…” She trailed off.

He closed his eyes and at least felt good knowing if
anything did happen they would be covered. “Go to sleep. You have school
tomorrow.”

She sighed and rested her head back on his shoulder.
He listened as she drifted off to sleep letting himself follow.

Chapter
Seven

Sasha sat on the floor with her homework spread out
before her. Savron was due home any minute, and she’d stayed up to see him and
fall asleep in his arms in bed. This week she’d grown used to sleeping in his
warm embrace.

She fought to keep her eyes open as another hour
passed. Jason, her dance partner, had dropped her off a couple of hours ago,
and she’d been trying to finish her assignment as this weekend she wanted to
have some time with Savron because the following weekend would be busy with the
dance competition.

She must have drifted off as she woke to Savron
carrying her. “Hey. What time is it?”

 
“Late. Sorry,
gorgeous. I had a situation.” He placed her on the bed and as he caught the
light of the bathroom she gasped.

“What the hell happened?” She touched the scratch
marks on his face.

“Let’s just say that there were more vampires than
we thought.”

“Vampires?
As in ‘I’m going to suck your blood’ vampires.”

Savron chuckled at her lame attempt at Dracula’s
voice.

“Yes, vampires, and not the sparkly
we’ll-love-you-forever ones.”

Sasha’s sat up and hugged her legs to her chest.
“Holy shit, what else exists?”

Savron sighed loudly as he got in bed next to her.
“I can’t put off telling you anymore.” He scrubbed his hand over his face.
“Well you know about leprechauns, and now vampires, but there are a couple of
other nasty things out there. Trolls, giants, and what we call boogie-men.
Trolls are much like the myth. They feel a bridge or a busy gateway is theirs,
and if you don’t get their riddles or pay their toll you die. Giants are
destructive creatures. Not only are they huge, but they have a—I guess you
would call it a sonic boom that topples buildings and structures.”

Sasha stared at him, shocked at what she was
hearing. He reached over and pulled her to cuddle him. Savron’s arms came
around her, and he stroked her back.

“Vampires, they suck the life out of you. It’s how
they stay alive. When they take your blood they absorb years of your life, and,
yes, they hate the sun.
 
Lastly there are
the boogie-men.” He shuddered against her. “If you ever find a man or woman who
is breathtakingly beautiful back away slowly and get away from them. Boogie-men
or women, I think are the worst. They can control your mind and get you to do
terrible things. They also have the same powers as vampires by taking your life,
but unlike vampires they can keep you alive for years and are not killed by or
scared of the sun. They’re also conniving and get the other creatures to work
together and trap and kill shifters. Some humans call them demons, but I know
some decent demons, and I wouldn’t insult them like that.”

Wow
.
What was she supposed to say after what she’d just been told? “What do you mean
you know some demons?”

She felt his shoulders move up and down. “I and most
shifters feel they are misjudged. I would call a demon a sin-eater. They take
away your sins.” He rubbed his hands up and down her back.

Sasha’s brain felt like it was about to explode. She
also felt guilty as she hadn’t asked about any others creatures sooner. She’d
been too scared after learning about the leprechauns.

She didn’t know how long she sat in his arms trying
to process the information. One minute her eyes were wide open, and the next
thing she knew she was being kissed and told by Savron to get up for
school.
   

Getting out of bed she got in the shower in a daze.
She was really finding it hard to come to terms with what she’d learned last
night.

The shower door opened as she put her vanilla shower
body wash in her hands and lathered herself up. Savron’s arms came around her
pressing her back against his hard chest.

“Why don’t you have the day off today? You learned
about some pretty heavy stuff. I’ll join you. We can lie in bed, and you can
ask me anything you want.”

Sasha leaned back against Savron and closed her eyes
as he rubbed the body wash into her skin. There was nothing more she wanted to
do than stay home with Savron and find out more, but she had to go to
school.
 
“I can’t miss any school. I have
an assignment I need to have done by Friday, two days away, and I need to have
at least half of a book read for English. Then next week I’m going to be even busier.
I have a big dancing competition on the weekend, so I’ll be practicing every
night for at least an hour. I’ll have Friday off for a rest and good night’s
sleep
. I also help out the drama club to get ready for their
Sleeping Beauty
production and normal
homework on top of all that.”

She sighed and moved more under the spray rinsing
the body wash off.
 
Sasha got out of the
shower leaving Savron to finish cleaning himself.

Going to the bedroom she put her uniform on with
thick tights, as it was starting to get
cooler,
and
knee high black boots. Glancing at the clock she yelled, “Why didn’t you wake
me earlier? I don’t have even enough time to do my hair and I’ll have to do my
make-up in the car.”

She heard the shower turn off, and Savron come out
toweling himself dry. Crap, even stressed at everything she’d learned and had
going on, the sight of Savron’s body turned her on instantly. Sasha watched as
a water droplet fell from his hair to his shoulder and slowly slid down his
chest and over his magnificent abs.

“You’re going to be a lot later if you keep looking
at me like that,” Savron growled.

Licking her suddenly dry lips she tore her eyes from
his body and looked up into his golden gaze. “Um, let’s go. I mean get dressed
and we’ll go.
 
I’ll do what I can in the
car.”

She groaned when he didn’t listen to her and went to
her pulling her to him. Savron undid her messy bun and backed her to the bed where
she fell back onto it.

Savron’s body came over hers. “I think you can be
late,” he murmured against her lips before they pressed to hers, and he kissed
her. His hands eased under her shirt, and she heard the buttons on her jacket
pop.

Moaning, she pushed at Savron’s chest. “I wish I had
time to do this, but I have to go to school.”

His chest rumbled, and he got off her.
“Fine.
I’m taking tonight off, so I intend to finish what we
started then.”

Sitting up she took her jacket off and got up and
went and put a new one on. “I look forward to it.” She smiled as she realized
she did.

****

Savron was pissed off. He was supposed to have had a
couple of night off, but each time he’d dropped Sasha off at dance practice
something had happened and he’d gotten called in. The only thing that’d stopped
him from going crazy was that when he got home he got to see his mate even if
she was asleep.

He was going crazy missing her. With her schedule
and his work he barely saw her, and he felt bad most nights for only spending dinner
and watching TV for an hour or so before he left for work.
 

Tonight he’d picked her up from dance practice, and
they now sat in his office at The Edge, the biggest night club and most
successful one his family owned.
 
Sasha
sat on the sofa in his office as he went through ledgers and invoices from
suppliers before he went out hunting.
 

“So this is the club you exclusively manage?”

Savron looked around at his office at the cream room
with the red feature wall and a side devoted to his books and one to diplomas
and art. His desk had a laptop and papers scattered over it, and a picture of
his family sat in the corner. “Yes. This is the one I spend most of my time at.
It’s the biggest with the different themed rooms and so on.”

“Come show me the club.”

Sasha grabbed his hand and tried to pull him up.
Savron looked at his watch.
Ten-thirty.
It was only
early, and there wouldn’t be much of a crowd yet as they’d only opened at eight,
but Sasha was only eighteen. He knew she had a fake ID and that she’d been in
night clubs before, but it was different as The Edge was his. Savron liked to
think he was strict on his age policy, that his bouncers were good at spotting
the difference and with all being shifters they could smell a lie.

He didn’t want to get caught with someone underage
in his club. It was bad enough he’d snuck her into his office because she was
too young. Crap, he had three years here in America until she could drink or
legally come into his club or any of his family’s clubs. What the hell was fate
thinking?

“Don’t worry about it, Savron. I forget that it’s
twenty-one in America.” Sasha interrupted his thoughts.

Sasha let go of his hand, walked to her bag and got
her phone out. She ignored him as he got up and went to her. Sasha typed a
message into her phone, put the phone back in her bag, and sat on the sofa
against the feature wall.

Sasha was angry with him. It was like she knew his
thoughts. Her arms were crossed over her chest. Her back was straight, and her
mouth was in a thin straight line and her eyebrows furrowed.

Savron sat next to Sasha and reached for her to pull
her onto his lap. She pushed at him.

“No. Go finish your work. I’m fine sitting right
here.”

Savron didn’t believe her, and she moved away from
as he reached for her again. He gave up after a couple of minutes and sat next
to her, just watching and waiting for her to say something.

After minutes passed and she still sat rigid, he growled,
“You’re angry with me?”

She let out a loud drawn out sigh. “No, Savron. I’ve
been sitting here for almost an hour and a half now watching you work. You’ve
been saying since we got here that you’re almost done and we will go in a
minute. I have work I could be doing. If I knew I’d be sitting here this long
doing nothing I would have brought it with me.”

Sasha closed her eyes and leaned her head back
against the sofa. “I know you have to work. I’m fine with that. Truly I am.”
She opened her eyes and straightened her shoulders. “I also know you want to
spend time with me, but the thing is I like spending time with you but not here
like this.” Her phone beeped, and she stood. “Look, work tonight. Get everything
done, and I’ll go out with my friends.”

Sasha kissed him on the cheek and walked to the
door. “Travis, Jess, and
Zeck
are here. I’ll see you
when you get home.” She opened the door and walked out.

He did not understand what had just happened. Had they
just had their first fight, or was Sasha just unhappy and wanted different
company? Had he done something wrong?
 
It
took him a moment to shake himself and go after her.

The two bouncers that guarded the door to the stairs
to his office were panther shifters. All his bouncers and most of their
employees were shifters. They grinned as he ran after Sasha as she maneuvered through
the already growing crowd.

Woman threw themselves at him to get his attention
as he tried to get to Sasha, and he excused himself many times until he lost
sight of Sasha and she left out the doors. His lion came out, and he snarled at
anyone in his path. The lion wanted its mate, and she was going. With the doors
in sight he yelled to Dylan and Nathan not to let his mate go.

Dylan grabbed her arm as she got in a late nineties
model Volvo. Savron slowed his pace and walked honing in to listen to what was
said.

“Let me go now,” Sasha snarled.

“You know I can’t. Your mate is coming now.”

He watched as she gave a death stare to Dylan then
turned to Nathan. “Can you please tell him to let me go?”

Nathan shook his head.

Savron chuckled as he got to the doors, and she
growled tugging on her arm. He came to her and took Dylan’s place and pulled
her to him.

“Thanks, we had a little tiff.”

Sasha groaned and held up two fingers to the car
before she said to him. “I said I’d see you at home later. I’m underage,
remember? I can’t be here.”

He winced. The way he felt right now he didn’t want
to be reminded. Sasha elbowed him and got out of his hold. He went for her
again, but she turned on him as she opened the car door.

“Leave me be tonight, Savron. Right know I hate
bloody America. Twenty-
one, that
just sucks. Why does
this country have to be different? For Christ’s sake Canada is eighteen. So is
all of Europe, but no, America is twenty-one. Age seems to matter to you so
much, so why don’t you spend the night with people in the age group you like.”
With that she got in her friend’s car and drive off.