Sasha's Lion (14 page)

His mother patted him. “Savron, you’re lucky Sasha’s
mother wasn’t here watching it and seeing your struggles.”

 
Savron
listened to what Britney and his mother were saying, and he understood what
they were getting at; but at the same time his lion clawed at him to get out
and get their mate. Show the world whose she was. “Where is Sasha’s mother?”

“Her sister and mother are down helping Sasha change
as the next event is ballroom, so Sasha needs help changing.”

Savron went to stand up and go to Sasha, when his
mom held him down. “Stay here. This is her last event for the day. Watch her
this time she performs, and not her body but her face.”

Puzzled at what his mom meant he listened to her and
waited. He didn’t have to wait long. Five minutes and they announced the
ballroom. Sasha and Jason were the second last to come out. This time Sasha was
covered in an elaborate yellow ballroom gown. Her hair was tied back in a
secure bun.

Jason wore an old fashioned suit with tails. Savron
watched Sasha’s face this time as the music started, and they danced. She
smiled the whole time and not a forced smile, a full-blown “I’m having the time
of my life” smile. Her eyes beamed with her happiness, and he found himself
captivated as he watched her. Sasha was so beautiful. At that moment as he
watched her eyes twinkle and the joy she showed, he realized he would give
anything for her to keep that look on her face.
 
Savron felt his lion watching Sasha in total agreement of what he
thought. They didn’t care if Sasha danced with another man. They just wanted
her to be happy, and if dancing, no matter how raunchy, was what put the light
in her eyes and the smile on her face, then he and his lion would just have to
suck it up and get used to idea. He shouldn’t care much anyway as long as at
the end of the day, at night Sasha came home and ended up in bed with him.

The dancing finished, and Savron turned to his
family. They all sat watching him now. “She was amazing.”

They all grinned at him. “Yes, she was, son. I know
you were angered at the intimacy, but she doesn’t lust for her partner. Sasha
is all about the dance. I know shifter men don’t like anyone touching their
mate and so on, but you don’t dance, and you can’t deny her the happiness you
just saw. I’m really proud of you, Savron. You’re a bigger man than your father.
He wouldn’t have lasted.” His mother hugged him and pushed him away. “You can
go to her now. Just make sure you’re positive. She’s already nervous.”

His lion knew where to go even if he didn’t. Savron wove
his way through the throng of people until even with all the sweaty bodies he
smelt the desert rose.
 

Sasha looked stunning. She stood with her mother and
sister talking. Her eyes still held the bright happiness in them. He went
straight to her and wrapped his arms around her, leaned down, and brushed his
lips against hers.

“You were amazing, Sasha.
 
You looked awesome. I’m so proud of you.”

Sasha eyes widened, and she looked startled for a
moment. Then slowly a smile came to her face.

“Gorgeous, you were so sexy. I’m one lucky man.”
Savron kissed her. Careful of her make-up and clothes, he moved away as a flash
went off. He pulled away and turned to see Melody taking pictures of them.

Sasha’s mother smiled and said she would go back to
her seat and talk to Sasha before she left. Melody stayed taking pictures of
him and Sasha and the surrounding couples.

“They will be great photos of you two. They show so
much love. Sasha, stand next to him, and I’ll take some of you and Savron
before you have to find Jason to go on stage before they announce winners.”

He stood beside Sasha and posed, but his mind
wondered as it though about what Melody had said. Love, did he love Sasha? She
was his mate, so he was supposed to love her, but did he? Savron loved being
with her. He could talk to her about things that weren’t work-related. Savron
relaxed with Sasha. He got jealous of other men. He lusted after her. Savron
craved her and thought about her almost twenty-four-seven, but did he love her?

Sasha held his hand and introduced him to a couple
of other dancers as her boyfriend. She didn’t let his hand go, and every now
and then she would kiss it and move closer to him and hug him.

The announcer asked all adult dancers to come and be
placed. Savron let go of Sasha and went back to his seat still asking himself
if he loved Sasha or was it the mate bond.

Chapter
Ten

Sasha was exhausted. Jason and she had placed third,
which meant they’d advanced and in a couple of months would go to
regionals.
 
It would be a lot of work,
upping her dance hours for practice, but she knew it would be worth it. What an
experience. Her mother and sister were so proud of her, and even Savron’s
family beamed with pride.
 

What worried Sasha was Savron. He’d seemed out of it
all late afternoon and night. He’d left to go hunting even though his father
had told him he could stay and celebrate with her. It was now nine-thirty, and
she sat on the sofa in the lounge room wishing she’d said yes to Jason when
he’d asked her to come out with people and celebrate.

Britney had even invited Sasha to go to a party at
some guy’s house she was going to, but Sasha had declined thinking she would
spend the night with Savron. She grabbed her phone to call Britney to tell her
she had changed her mind when she looked at her phone to see she had over
fifteen missed calls and thirty something messages. She checked them to see
that her friends from school messaged to congratulate her on her win. They said
they watched her and she was unbelievable, awesome.

Sasha called Jess, who’d left her two messages one
saying how amazing she looked on TV and another to say she would love to
congratulate her in person.

Twenty-five minutes later Sasha was letting Jess,
Zeck
, and Travis into the house she shared with Savron.

“Are you here by yourself?”
Zeck
asked as soon as he sat down.

That was the question. Savron had been acting weird.
He hadn’t even kissed her goodbye when he left. Come to think of it, he hadn’t
kissed her since he’d seen her at the competition. Savron always kissed her
goodbye even if it was just a peck on the lips.

“Ah, yeah, Savron went to work.”

“Really?
He
couldn’t get a night off when you did so well in your competition?”

Sasha turned from
Zeck’s
unbelieving stare. Her heart sank as what
Zeck
said
rang true. A tear escaped and slid down her cheek. “Um no, but I have you guys
to celebrate.”

Three sets of arms come around her, and
Zeck
, Jess, and Travis hugged her.

“Don’t worry,” said Jess. “We’ll celebrate. Let’s
turn the music on get some food and how about you teach us some of your fancy
moves?”

“Thanks. You guys are the best.” Sasha kissed them
each on the cheek.

****

Savron sat in his office at The Edge staring at his
computer screen, trying to get his mind to focus on what needed to be done and
not Sasha. She’d looked so sad when he’d left her. But he couldn’t stay with
her right now.

Brandon walked through his office door looking
startled at first then confused. “What the hell are you doing here? Why aren’t
you at home enjoying your mate, celebrating the fact that she’s yours and went
home with you?”

He really didn’t know what to say. He shrugged. “I
don’t know. I had dinner with her and left to come to work.”

Brandon’s eyes narrowed. “So Sasha went out with
Jason her dance partner to celebrate or Britney?”

Savron avoided Brandon’s stare as he mumbled, “I
have no idea. I left her at home and didn’t ask. You saw her dance routine?”

Brandon studied him before he snarled, “You’re a
fucking
arsehole
. She didn’t tell you about her
dancing because she knew how jealous you would get, and she didn’t want to
upset you. You can’t expect or want her to stop her dancing. She loves that. I
don’t think you realize how lucky you are. You have a beautiful woman at home,
and you’re here. Not only that, she’s human and she accepts you. You are a fuck-wit.”

Angry because what Brandon said was true and he
didn’t want to admit it, he got up and stalked his brother wanting a fight to
get rid of his tension. “What if I don’t love her? What if I never do? She’s
got all these guys interested in her, and she hasn’t set them straight. I’m
stuck with her now, and I can’t ever be with anyone else, but she could and
can.”

Brandon’s fists clenched. “You’ve got to be shitting
me. For starters, you’ve disturbed Sasha’s life more than she has yours. She’s
moved into your house, waits up for you every night, and don’t say she doesn’t
because Sasha’s the type of girl who would.”

Savron nodded, and his brother smirked.

“I bet she sleeps snuggled into you, too.” Brandon
raked his fingers through his hair. “As for the other stupid stuff, answer me
this. If you didn't love her would you still wait to take her fully, would you
care that you want her happy? If you didn’t love her would you worry after
you’ve had a fight with her? Would you care that other men want her? Lastly, if
you didn’t love her would you have let her dance with another man and not be
upset over it, been fine with it because you know it makes her happy? Ask
yourself these questions because I think actions speak louder than you think.”

With that Brandon left slamming his door.

Savron sat thinking over what Brandon said.
Everything he’d said was true. He hadn’t taken Sasha’s virginity, because he
wanted her to love him, to know for sure he was the one. Savron hadn’t wanted
Sasha to regret anything with him. He didn’t want her unhappy. He’d had plenty
of chances to take her virginity, and he knew she wouldn’t have complained, but
he couldn’t do it. He didn’t want her angry or upset with him. He also wanted
her sure of him.

Savron knew other shifters would have put a stop to
her dancing or tried, as they wouldn’t have liked her dancing in another man’s
arms, but Savron couldn’t even think of her stopping from the start. He knew
how much Sasha loved her dancing, and he couldn’t take that away.

Savron stood grabbing his keys. He messaged his dad
to tell him he was staying home tonight. He was a fool. He should have seen
that his attraction had been getting stronger. He would do anything for her.
Savron knew he would wait happily until she was ready to make love to him
because he’d know when she did she was his one hundred percent and he’d know she
loved him.

He got in his car and drove home knowing he would
have to do some groveling.

Savron heard the music blasting from the house even
before he pulled into the drive way. He saw Brandon’s car and two others he
didn’t know. Parking, he got out of the car and walked through the front door
to hear squeals and laughter.

He came to his big lounge room to see the big
furniture pushed back. Britney was dancing with a guy he’d never met, and
Travis was holding tight Jess who was doing some kind of shimmy on him. Brandon
sat on the sofa glaring daggers at Travis.

Well,
well, well.
Interesting
.
It looked
like he wouldn’t be the only one mated soon.

Savron couldn’t see Sasha, but he could hear her. He
followed the laughter to the dining room to see Sasha on
Zeck’s
shoulder.
Zeck
was trying to help her down.

“Sasha, your dance partner must have some muscles
because I’m terrified I’ll drop you. Although it’s a really nice view I’m
getting now.”

Okay, this kid was dead. Savron growled, “Do you
need help?”

He watched as Sasha’s eyes widened, and she
stuttered. “I … I … well … I, um, was
sho
-showing
them my dance mo-moves.”

Savron grabbed Sasha off
Zeck
,
who glared at him. He placed her down next to him.

“Did you forget something you needed from work? Or
you had fun and ready to come home to your girlfriend now?”
 

Savron couldn’t believe what this kid teenager had
just said to him, how he’d spoken to him. He took a step closer to the kid, and
Zeck
didn’t back down. Sasha came to stand between
them putting her hands on both their chests.

“Stop.
Enough.
Zeck
, why don’t you go
back to Travis and Jess? I just want to talk to Savron for a moment.”

“I don’t want to leave you with him.”
Zeck
held Sasha’s hand with both hands and pulled her
closer to him. “Look at his face. He’s pissed. He might hurt you.”

Savron fought to contain his lion before he burst
free and ripped the idiot in front of him apart. “I would never hurt Sasha. She’s
my world. I love her.”

“Ha. You have a funny way of showing it. If Sasha
was my girl I would have stayed to celebrate with her, and that’s just for
starters. I’d have photos up of her, and I’d have photos of us together. No
matter how busy I was I’d make the time to spend with her. You don’t know how
lucky you are.”