All Chapters of Bride of the Sea-King Alpha: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Cassian‘Fuck’s sake, Kabir!’ I holler in the mind-link. It takes every ounce of control to keep from running up to the helm and slamming him against the wheel. ‘That was too close!’‘It’s only a cargo hold,’ he explains. ‘I know those vessels well. Sailed on one myself.’‘Did it not fucking occur to you that they may be holding her down in cargo?’ The man is usually a lot smarter than this.‘I—a lady?’ he stammers. ‘Alpha King, I seriously doubt that.’‘Make no assumptions about the assholes who would dare touch my mate!’ I answer. ‘Go for the fucking sail so they can’t get away!’‘Aye.’Moments later, another volley flies through the air, this time a chain shot, its two cannonballs stretching the chain between them mid-air before they crash against the ship’s mast, twisting around the rigging and causing half the sail to collapse.The other half goes down with the six more shots we fire, and there’s not much they can do about it. Theirs is a cargo vessel, not equipped for combat and

LyraIt feels so good to be in Cassian’s arms again. It’s like I’m whole again.And now, I’m going to be his bride for real. It doesn’t matter that it’s not some grand ceremony with heads of state. In fact, it’s kind of romantic, being married at sea.I’ll be his wife.I never expected to feel like this as the bride of the Sea-King Alpha. It was my duty to come to his castle, the price I was willing to pay as a royal of Maelie so our people could continue to reap the bounty of the sea.But now….When I’m with him, I’m home.I’d love to kiss him forever, but I feel pulled to go make sure Maggie is okay. Though she’d seemed unsure about the cook’s loyalties when talking to me about the food she was sneaking out, there was no question in the end.She must be devastated.As though he could sense this, Cassian pulled back. “You’re worried about the girl.” It’s a statement, not a question.“Yes,” I confirm. “He was the only one who was kind to her on that ship. Some of those men… like the o

CassianI knew Lyra was beautiful from the moment I laid eyes on her, but I didn’t expect to lose my breath at the goddess that just walked into this room.Her eyes smile at me from across the galley, now a makeshift wedding chapel with all the tables pushed to the side and white napkins tied in bows along the aisle, as her maiden of honor—the artist behind those bows—escorts her toward me. She glimmers like a flower in full bloom, her strawberry hair glistening against her alabaster skin, turning this ship in the middle of nowhere into a palace.My wolf howls with joy, and everyone else disappears from my mind—the first mate, Cathal, who stands beside me in place of Turgan, who would otherwise stand up as my best man, Maggie, Lyra’s maiden of honor, and the small contingent of my Royal Guard and its officers who are aboard ship, as well as just as many crew members as would fit in the room.As far as I’m concerned, it’s just me and Lyra.When she finally reaches me, I take her hand,

CassianWhen Lyra’s body begins to quake, she looks at me with terror in her eyes, and I can say I feel the same way. Something is happening to her, and every nerve in my body tenses, ready to protect her from the threat.But it only takes me a moment to figure out what is happening.Her scent has suddenly come alive. It was there before, strong enough for me to catch it anytime she was near, but now, it completely envelops me.I see a new look in her eyes, an easily recognizable glint.It’s all clear now. No wonder the Moon Goddess paired us as mates.I quickly move from protective mode to reassuring. “It’s okay,” I tell her, stroking her cheek gently. “She doesn’t want much right now. I marked you, and she wants you to mark me.”“She?” Lyra shakes her head. “What the… what in the world are you talking about?”“Your wolf,” I say gently. “Your wolf is awakening with my mark, with our mate bond.”“My—what?!” The delicate skin of her forehead furrows, and her eyes go even wider. “I’m….

CassianI follow Lyra as she runs toward the stern of the ship. As soon as she calls out to her mother, I notice the familiar standard banners of Maelie on the opposite pier, confirming this is indeed her father’s vessel.She waves at her mother violently, jumping up and down and hollering until the queen finally takes notice. Even at this distance, I can see the queen’s eyes brighten when she spots her daughter.The queen takes her husband’s arm from behind and prevents him from boarding their ship, excitedly pointing up to Lyra. He pauses for a moment, his expression turning from confusion to disinterest… to disgust. I can feel the tension in my mate at his reaction.Goddess, I hate that bastard. He’ll need to be dealt with sooner rather than later.But Lyra’s cheerfulness continues when she sees another woman beside her mother, younger, with long blonde hair, both of them waving gleefully at the sight of her. Her mother gestures for Lyra to meet them at the dock’s landing, which is