Alan Wolfe lay on the couch in his apartment, troubled. When he had returned, for once as promised, the door to the bedroom was locked and Sasha was sleeping on the other side. He didn't realize until he tried the door that he had expected to find, not only Sasha waiting for him, but that they would wind up sharing the bed again.
He was becoming more than a little used to having someone by his side during the daylight hours. In the past week, this was the first night he had slept alone. Alex suspected what he was only just realizing; that his feeling for Sasha were growing.
And into this mix of feelings Wolfe found out that the Brujah have a claim on Sasha, that with the Prince's blessing, they could take her and embrace her at any time. Alan wasn't sure if he wanted to Embrace Sasha, but when he had thought about it, he had always seen her as a Gangrel. He had always thought that if she became Kindred, that he would be her sire.
There was business ahead, serious business. But when it was done, he was going to have to face the Brujah and fight for Sasha...unless she wanted it. Alan didn't want to begin to think of what he would do then...
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