Page 128 of Losing My Siren Luna
Cherum said they fought. She must not have taken the news well. “Did she say anything?”
“No,” he shakes his head. “She kicked me out before I could explain much further too. I merely got to tell her that she, you and her father were the only ones with those memories.”
“No,”Killian whispers brokenly in my head. “She….she will think we lied to her.”
Shit. He’s right.
I grabbed Cedric’s collar, pulling him closer to me, surprising him and making Meldec growl. “Did you tell her yourKing,” I sneered the word, “prevented me from telling her anything myself? Does she know I wasn’t trying to deceive her?!”
Cedric stared at me wide-eyed. “I….I was told to leave before I could.”
No, no, no. She knows I have my memories, and then she walked in on that nasty woman’s attempt to seduce me.
Val had control, too. Not just Lira, but Val ran from me.
“No,”Killian began to sob, heartbroken because of his mate.
“FIND HER!” I screamed at Cedric, seconds away from wringing his neck. “Find my mate!” I tossed him to the ground, my rage boiling over.
Meldec snarls at me, then helps his mate back to his feet.
“Her father is coming,” Cedric tells me as I begin to walk back to the packhouse, my mind made up to kill the woman who caused this. “King Brennus is coming. He wanted to see her himself. I…I want you to be aware.”
He shrugs out of Meldec’s hold then begins to strip as he walks to the end of the dock to dive into the water. We stand there and watch as he shifts and begins to swim out in the direction that my wife disappeared.
“Her father?” Meldec asked, still staring after his mate. “Alpha, what’s going on?”
Killing the whore will have to wait. “Is that woman in the dungeons?” I asked Cherum.
He nodded solemnly. “I had two warriors take her down before following after you.”
“Good,” I muttered. “Call a meeting.” I’m only going to explain to my men once what’s going on, then I’m going to prepare to get my mate back, whatever it takes.
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Elelira POV
We swim like never before, flowing through the water with my lithe siren body and long-missed fins. It should have been a happy moment, getting my fins back, but this was anything but.
I love the water. I missed it so much, but now that I have the magic and power I longed for to be free, freedom has never tasted so bitter.
He knew. Cedric knew. Even my father, who Cedric said brought me back to this point in my life, knew and decided deceiving me was the best option.
I don’t know if I can trust someone ever again. Not after that.
At some point, Val retreated to the back of my mind to grieve and mourn, feeling heavy from her mate's deceit. I can feel all her conflicting emotions. She is heartbroken and miserable thinking her mate didn’t love her enough to tell her the truth. He didn’t stop his human counterpart from betraying me again. She feels sorry towards me, having urged me so many times to open myself up to the man that ultimately betrayed us again. He lied to me. Lied to her.
Everything feels hopeless now. I don’t even have the desire any longer to find my father like before. He took my death away from me, forcing this second chance to be deceived and manipulated to pacify everyone else’s guilt.
What do I do now?
After swimming for so long and so hard that my tail muscles are aching, I find an island that I used to take refuge near in my first life, out in the middle of nowhere. I had never seen human life there before, but there was a small dock and a few abandoned buildings on the land. I had never ventured out onto the island before, sticking to the underwater caves to stay hidden while I rested, but Cedric might find me if I stayed in the water. I’m sure Lachlan has already forced him to come after me.
I should probably get rid of the necklace before I go on shore. It’s a beacon for him to find me. It may be what gave me the magic I needed to shift, though. I touch it, and I no longer feel the magic in it. It all filtered into me, giving me the ability to gain my fins in my time of need.
I decide to keep it just in case, but I take it off when I get to shore, holding it in my hands, hoping it stops the necklace from signaling Cedric, or worse, my father, to where I am.
The largest building is like a hut house, with a dusty bedroom inside. There is shelving with bottles of rum, coated in a thick layer of grime, and chests around the room that I choose to look through in hopes of finding clothing.
