Elelira POV It’s hot. Too hot. My body is a tingling sensation of warmth and comfort, soothing sparks enveloping me. Something is weighing me down, preventing me from moving freely. I try to roll over, as Val stirs awake in my mind, then it hits me. I’m being held by Lachlan. I’m so warm because I’m no longer in the drafty tower room, and I’m in the arms of my mate. A mate that doesn’t know he’s my mate, who hurt me beyond measure in my first life, and I was on the brink of a fit of terror from his touch just last night. I’m not on the brink of terror now, though. I’m just hot. And I need to empty my bladder. I pushed firmly against Lachlan’s arm, trying to get it off my body. His grip just becomes tighter, squeezing my torso and making the urge to pee ever stronger. “Alpha!” I hissed, trying to wake him, tapping my hand on the side of his face. “Mmh,” he groans, resting his chin above my head. “Just wet the bed,” Val yawned, “Maybe he won’t try
Lachlan POV I fell asleep watching Lira, mesmerized by everything about her. When my eyes eventually got too tired to stay open any longer, and sleep was heavy on me, that was when Lira started to scream in her sleep. It was horrifying. Watching her go from peaceful tranquility, her angelic features relaxed and lovely, to seeing her wear a mask of pure terror, her screaming and cries jolting my heart was almost too much for even me. I don’t know how she stayed asleep through it all. I tried to wake her, worried she would break her jaw from clenching it so hard, or she would hurt herself by scratching at her skin too deeply. She wouldn’t wake, no matter how loudly I called to her or how much I shook her, trying to be careful not to touch her directly. The last thing I wanted was to touch her and make her even more terrified of me, but when Killian suggested doing just that, I had no other option. He came forward, as I didn’t trust myself not to scare her if she
It was late morning by the time Nilo and I finished planning the dates for the festival and the major details. I’m going to have him and the secretaries plan the minor details when he returns, but he has done enough to write up a decree, declaring an annual holiday and festival in honor of my mate. “I hope she likes it,” Killian says nervously, “She didn’t have much love for this pack in the past.” He is thinking of the day she rejected us and then rejected the pack and her role as Luna, showing no sorrow or remorse. “We didn’t give her much reason to.” “You’re right,” he sighs, “I just don’t want her to panic about having all the focus be on her.” “We will help her adjust,” I told him. He huffs, “You mean I will help her. She still doesn’t like you. She called me a puppy,” he boasts. “Fuck you,” I snarled. “Don’t be jealous,” he snorts. I grumble under my breath, really jealous about Lira being okay with Killian and not with me. I go back to m
Elelira POVI had the most marvelous morning that I can ever remember having before in my life. Shortly after Lachlan left, a maid scurried into my bedroom with a teapot, some pastries and fruit to snack on until breakfast. I didn't expect Lachlan to follow through. I thought he just wanted me to stay in my room.I sipped hot tea by the large bay window in that chair that had been calling to me since I first stepped into the room. The fire was brought back to life by the same maid that brought my tea, warming the room while I watched the sun rise up in the sky over the sea and send the ocean into a glittering array of vibrant colors. I was a little disarmed having woken up in Lachlan's.... well, really Killian’s arms, but the rest of my morning was relaxing and comfortable. Cherum and Mimi came once the sun was awake, and encouraged me to open all the birthday presents given to me by Lachlan, as well as our wedding presents. There were so many gorgeous items of clothes, accessories
“These are pretty good,” I told Percy after taking a big drink from my second mug of his special coffee. “I know,” he smirks, “The cream is homemade. Only the warriors blessed to be in your service ever get to have it, Luna. Well,” he smiled at Yasmin, “I guess your new hand-maiden can have it now too.”I smile warmly at how welcoming the warriors are to Yasmin. I could see in them at first that they wanted to find the culprit who hurt her and deal with them. I feel much the same, but it was going to hurt her more to demand answers here in the dining hall after Cherum almost threw her out. She had no reason to trust them, or to even trust me, a stranger, enough for her to share that information or relive the horrors she must have been through. I thought that with her profession, that the men here would assume that it was her fault that something like that happened to her. That was always the case with my uncle’s pack. It was always the woman’s fault, never the man’s. I used to hea
Lachlan POV “Lira,” I said in a measured, warning tone, feeling a heat inside my chest and a ringing in my ears. I try to reach out for her, ignoring the feeling building inside me, but she sneers, moving to avoid my touch. A growl escaped me, my anger breaking through my stunned reaction. Her calling me a whore, then avoiding me, like I was filthy or something, hurt far more than her slap. I barely felt the sting of her hand slapping against my cheek, but I felt the pain of her words shredding my pride as an alpha. Killian is howling at me to calm down; to apologize, but I can’t register his words through the haze of my anger. Cherum puts a protective hand on Lira’s shoulder, pulling her back towards him like he was ready to tear her further away from me if needed. This fuels my anger more, making it scolding white hot as it rages inside me. “You want to condemn me for being a whore, and protect the actual one?” I felt my canines and teeth sharpening, my ange
“Excuse me, Alpha,” I said, hoping to the goddess that he freely moves and doesn’t make this scene worse than it is. Elelira is clinging to my shirt, her eyes closed tightly, and her small body is shaking like a leaf in my arms. Lachlan’s eyes focused on my hands gripping her, and I could see the conflict of wanting to tell me to get my hands off his wife again on his face, but to my relief, he stepped to the side, giving me room to pass without saying a word. Elelira’s hold on me remained tight as I walked with her out of the hall. My men followed me out, sensing as much as me that their Luna needed them. Once outside the large, heavy wooden doors, as we began to go back to her room, I heard a fierce growl I am all too familiar with echo out behind us, and the crashing of what I assume was a table he just flipped. “EVERYBODY OUT!” he roars, and I’m sure Killian is pushing his way out. Elelira startles and jerks, whimpering softly as she clings to me more.
Elelira POVIt takes me a moment to regain my composure. Being kissed by Lachlan when Val was the one who initiated it was very different to the fear I felt when I thought Lachlan was going to strike me. When his hands went out towards me faster than my brain could register, it was like the whole world faded around me.Vivid and horrific memories of before my death overcame me, and the feelings that accompanied them. Val screamed in my head, louder than I'd ever heard her scream before. She had succumbed to the illusion that Lachlan cared for us, but that shattered with his actions just now.Now we are both back on the same page; wanting to bide our time until we can leave."Can we find a way to leave now?" She asks, worried about what Lachlan might do to me next time we see him.I'm more worried about what he will do if we leave before giving him an annulment or divorce. He can not take a chosen Luna until he does, at least not without aging through great lengths through the elderso