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Page 1 of Forever My Siren Luna

One

Lachlan

It’s been months.Months, since Lira left.

Cedric searched for days, as well as most of her father’s guard, and there was still no trace of her.

They tracked her magic, and the faint traces of the magic that her father infused into her necklace to a small island in the middle of nowhere, but she was no longer there. Just her necklace left on the bedside table in one of the abandoned cabins on shore.

Cedric brought the necklace back to me and I had my men stay on the island for weeks in hopes of her coming back for the necklace, the pendant from her father, but she never returned.

Now, my men and I, as well as King Brennus and his top knights are sitting in the deckhouse of my ship, trying to figure out what more we can do. Her necklace that used to be her beacon for help, her hope for someone to save her, is now resting around my own neck. I reached up and touched its intricate design, remembering all the times she touched it in a similar way.

I’m not letting her go. I’m not going to rest until I bring her home. I’m not giving up, and I know none of my men will either.

We just don’t know what more we can do.

“Alpha, did your scouts return from her uncle’s pack?” Lillian, one of King Brennus’s top knights asked. King Brennus had his head resting in his hand, looking as exhausted as the rest of us felt. He blamed himself for this.

I did too.

It was his fault I couldn't tell her the truth sooner.

Kent, one of the Luna guards who went on the first mission to Alpha Wayne’s pack, has been going back every month since she left to investigate more into her life there and the state of the pack, as well as organizing rescue missions for the orphans and widows who have fallen victim to the cruelties of the pack.

The day after Lira left, Commander Claus and Kent came to report about what they had discovered in Alpha Wayne’s pack.

It was worse than I could have ever imagined.

Women and everyone not related to a warrior or official were treated horribly. If women and children didn't have a mate or father to protect them, they would live lives worse than anything I had ever heard of before. I understand a bit more why Lira was always so quick to defend people like Yasmin in my pack and she reacted so sensitively to violence and anger. She grew up in that environment. I traumatized her more in her first life here.

And now she knows I still hold those memories. My heart clenches knowing that if she never forgives me, it's entirely my fault.

Kent has a new little friend, Riley, who tagged along to the meeting. Seeing him brought a fresh wave of grief over me. He reminded me of Westley, the little boy Lira would love and play with at the orphanage. She would have loved Riley too. Riley gave us more of an idea of what life was like in that disgusting pack. I'm glad Kent is using his resources to not just get me information on Wayne's dealings, but he is working to save more children like Riley and victims like Riley's late mother.

The commander and Kent had revealed how corrupt the pack was, and how demented Alpha Wayne really was. He never openly abused his niece, but he did hurt Lira’s mother. He treated his own sister as a packhouse whore, pushing her as a night time gift to visiting officials and then passing her around to his warriors as a reward.

Even King Brennus wasn’t aware things were that bad for Lira’s mother. He guessed she was treated poorly, but when he heard of the crimes committed against her, he wanted to take his knights to war against the pack right then. The only thing that stopped him from doing so was Lira’s disappearance. If we started war, then if Wayne found Lira before we did, my pack and his kingdom would be doomed.

She is our weakness.

We needed to find her to keep her safe. I needed to find her to explain everything that happened. I need her. I need her like I need air to breathe. She is vital to my existence.

“My warrior said there was still no sign of her.” Kent also reported that the Alpha was overwhelmed with attacks on his ships at sea. His navy has lost most of its fleet to bands of pirates, and all his supplies and resources are being intercepted lately. He has been so overwhelmed with defending his pack against attacks from the sea that he hasn’t bothered my pack at all.

After we killed the warriors he sent to check in on Lira, I expected to hear from him within a few weeks, but it’s been months now. He must have bigger worries, or he might have suspected that the men were lost at sea to the pirates plaguing his pack.

The pirates weakening Alpha Wayne’s defenses is something new that didn’t happen in our first life. I don’t know how much good this alliance with his pack will do mine anymore, since his defenses are now worse than my own. I’m thankful the pirates are keeping him distracted and not focused on me, especially with my mate missing, but I’m worried about what to do when the Northern clans start attacking mine in the near future.

“What else can we do?” Cherum asked, staring vacantly at the ground. “How do we find her now?”

His connection to her as Lira’s Delta kept him in a constant state of panic for days after she left, but then the connection and her need for him just stopped. Whatever emotions she had that were causing him to panic just suddenly stopped, and he hasn’t felt her at all since. He can only feel her in her time of need, so we took it as a good sign at first, but he misses her almost as much as I do.

I pray that she comes back, if not for my sake, then for Cherum’s and everyone else here that she knows and loves. She may not believe that I love her after all the shit I put her through, but I hope she never questions their feelings for her.

Her father, on the other hand, I hope she blames him as much as she blames me, if not more. If not for that damned contract, all of this could have been avoided. He wanted to protect her, but look where that led. She’s out there again, alone in the world. No one is with her to keep her safe.

This time, I don’t have the mate bond to let me know that she’s alright. To let me know that she is still alive. She could be….she could be dead, and I would have no way of knowing.

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