I somehow manage to swallow down the growl building in my chest when Cedric stares down at my wife like she is the very reason for his existence. I want to rip that smile off his face, Killian wants me to rip his head off, but I know that isn’t the way to get into Lira’s good graces. “While my Delta takes my wife to rest in our room, why don’t you and I take a moment to discuss the arrangements that need to be made for you to stay here for the long term. I can have my Gamma make room for you with the warriors.”Cedric turns that aggravating smirk back towards me, tilting his head to the side. “Princess?” he whispers down to her, “Would you mind terribly if I left your side for a moment to speak with your husband.”My lip curls menacingly at the way he says ‘husband’, like it is an insult to the term. I somehow am able to keep my composure, even watching him whispering intimately in my wife’s ear. Somehow, I don’t think he is doing it for any reason other than to antagonize me. I don
“Mel!” I yelled out, walking around the armory and offices for my ranked warriors. “Gamma Meldec!” I roared, getting fed up with looking for him. I want to get rid of Cedric so I can get back to my wife. His very presence is grating on my limited nerves. “Do even your commanders hide from you, Alpha?” Cedric muses, “My princess and her handmaiden must not be the only ones.”“Fish pond,” Killian repeats, “Better yet, just give him a damn trough. The horses will share.”“I could just put him six feet under,” I tell my Lycan.“Oh, I like that idea even better.”Killian and I were lost in my head for a moment, snickering about all the degrading places we could shove our merman guest, when Meldec finally appeared walking out of the warrior's lodging.“There you are. Where the hell were you?” I growled. He looks up in surprise, eyeing Cedric for a moment, freezing in his tracts before shaking his head and looking back at me. “Alpha. I was just sorting out a dispute in the dorms,” Mel sa
Elelira POV“Thanks, Alpha. We’ll do that," I heard Percy say.I couldn’t believe the conversation I just heard between Lachlan and Yasmin. When I heard Percy say ‘Alpha’ as the bedroom door began to close, I hurried over to step in and defend Yasmin once again if I needed to. I never expected to hear Lachlan apologize to Yasmin and be so generous and congratulatory about Percy taking her as a chosen mate. “See. He’s different in this life, and he had his reasons,” Val tells me once again. I’m still not convinced. I’m sure he is different in this life. That can not be argued. I’m not sure if he is someone I can trust.“Apologizing to her was a huge sign of humility, Elelira. He’s an alpha, and he clearly had his reasons for acting the way he did towards her. He didn’t have to apologize, and he sure didn’t have to go out of his way to do it. I half expected him to only apologize to you, and if he did apologize to her, I thought he would do it in front of you so you could witness it.”
“Ela, I brought the, uh...,” Cherum stops mid-speech as he walks past the door to the parlor in my bedchambers to find Lachlan and I sitting at the cozy table at the center of the room. “Alpha? I didn’t expect to see you here,” he states, looking worriedly at me, as if he was gauging if I was okay with this situation I put myself in. Not that he knows that I was the one who invited Lachlan to stay. He probably assumed that I was being forced into this arrangement.“I invited him for tea, Cherum,” I smiled reassuringly at him, “Thank you for bringing it.” Cherum sighs deeply, looking much relieved, then smiles as he continues walking towards the table and sets the tea tray down in front of me. There are two cups turned upside down on the tray, along with a covered teapot and a plate piled high with cookies and pastries. I know he had every intention of joining me, but with Lachlan here, he sets the extra tea cup in front of Lachlan instead.“Good to see you here, Alpha. I was just abou
Lachlan POV I knew this was coming, but my stomach still drops to the floor when Lira asks me that question. “The necklace?” I repeated her question, anxiety eating at me. How do I tell her with the damn blood oath in place? I feel my throat closing up just thinking about telling her about her father. “Didn’t, uh, Cedric tell you?” She presses her lips together, staring at me pensively for a moment. “He did. He told me that my father was the one that told you to give it to me. Is that true?” Thank goodness she asked a yes or no question. Open-ended questions seem to be where I get hung up on the oath. “Yes,” I murmur, pleading with her with my eyes not to be mad at me. We were just caught in the first decent moment where we were both laughing so carefree, almost like the events of this morning hadn’t happened. “Why didn’t you tell me?” she whispers, looking disheartened. This is going to be the hard part. How do I tell her without telling her that I couldn’t tell her? “Quit ta
Elelira POV“Thank you,” Val whispered to me in my head. She was happy that I gave Lachlan a chance to explain himself a little, and I didn’t start accusing him of the worst-case scenario right off the bat. I wanted to, but the connection between Killian and Val in the bond is undeniable. That’s the only explanation for why I was feeling the way I was towards Lachlan. Why I was getting flustered with all of his actions and why I couldn't bring myself to fully hold on to my negativity and wariness towards him.Maybe if our Lycans had met in our first life our marriage could have been like this. Maybe that’s what is different in this life compared to the other. This life, I wasn’t an annoyingly eager blushing bride with high expectations staring down the aisle at our wedding when we first met. I was the complete opposite. I know I was cold and indifferent, and I will not apologize for that. I think I had the right to be after what I had been through in what felt like just hours before
Lachlan and his men, including Cherum, had to hold some meeting on Nilo’s return to the castle, so Cedric eagerly volunteered to go for an after-dinner walk with me. Maurice and Thomas followed at a distance to keep me safe. Lachlan tried to refuse Cedric on my behalf, thinking I was still tired, but I reassured him that I was fine, feeling better after eating. I wanted to talk with Cedric alone. I had so many questions about my father.“You and the Alpha seemed to be on much friendlier terms,” Cedric tells me, sounding almost amused as we walked alongside one another along the docks. I huffed out a laugh in the back of my throat, not sure how to respond. I’m not sure if we are on friendlier terms or if the bond and my lycan are just that much of an influence on me now. I’m scared. I’m scared because I clung to hope for so long in my first life that things could be better if I could just get a moment alone with Lachlan to tell him we were mates. I think keeping my heart open and ho
Lachlan POV “Did you reach all the villages in the territory?” I asked my Beta, who was kicking back in a chair in the armory, drinking a beer by the fire and scarfing down leftover stew. He just got back and I wanted a debrief as soon as possible so I could get back to Lira. The afternoon with her has been so great and I just want to retire for the evening, not having to worry about work again until tomorrow. “I want to brush her hair,” Killian has been pestering me. He wants to have some kind of contact with our mate too. He was jealous of me holding hands with her all through dinner. “Let’s get this done, then we can ask.” I don’t think Lira will mind as long as Killian agrees to not kissing her again. “Yes, Alpha. Jeez. I did exactly as you asked, and now the whole territory is excited about this festival that we have yet to finish planning.” “Did you even start planning it?” Meldec asked. “I thought you just had the idea. I didn’t know it was a sure thing.” “Of course i