Page 132 of Forever My Siren Luna
Elelira
Life after the brief but impactful war was much different than our lives before. So much had changed.
When the rest of our warriors saw that Lachlan had survived and I was also alive and well after running into literal hell, the celebration lasted weeks. Percy chewed me out, as did the rest of my guard, but they soon turned to rejoicing at our return from certain death. Our pack was celebrating, but our hearts were not in it.
My father’s body was taken back to the sea by Cedric and Lillian after I was finally able to let him go. It took me days to accept that he was gone. I had been hoping that some magic was left in his body and could save him from death, and everyone allowed me to live in the fantasy until I came to terms with him truly being gone. He was to be laid to rest deep in the ocean, at the place where all the siren kings and queens were buried. I wasn’t aware, and neither was Lachlan, but when my father and Lillian had stormed into my uncle’s pack the day before I was taken, they went to retrieve my mother’s body. She was buried in a shallow grave near my uncle’s short-lived Luna and my maternal grandmother, whom I had never met.
The sirens allowed Lachlan and I to give our own farewell to the man who was undoubtedly the greatest father, doing everything he could for my good without seeking any recognition in return.
Lachlan quickly commissioned a funeral boat, and two days after returning to our pack, we watched the body of my father set sail at sunset, the sirens using their magic to send his body out to his final resting place beside my mother.
It was a sad day for both of us, and we spent the evening comforting one another, lying on the beach in each other’s arms. We looked up at the heavens, and I could imagine my father up there among the millions of stars, still watching over us alongside my mother. It is that place he has always wanted to be, with her, and I tried to find comfort in that.
After the celebrations died down, it was time to sort out the business of who would be taking over my uncle’s pack.
Jack was the first choice, seeing as he was the only surviving Alpha from one of my uncle’s attacks. He surprised all of us by nominating Beretta instead, saying she showed more Alpha traits than he ever did, and he would gladly serve her by her side.
It went to a vote, and Beretta was officially named the Alpha of the newly named Ocean Breeze pack. The pirates would take over and reform the pack to be more like ours, and Beretta would have to appoint a Beta, Gamma and Delta. Little Joe was her first choice for a Delta, which Jack tried to refuse. When it was discovered that Little Joe was originally the son of a Delta, Jack agreed, though he told Joe that he could protect himself and just focus on keeping him company instead.
Beretta later told me that she chose Joe solely because Jack behaved best in Joe’s presence. Joe had a calming effect on Jack. It is a well-known fact. I’m sure the two will work great together in their new setting.
Beretta and Jack moved with the pirates to the new Ocean Breeze Pack, and as much as I miss my friends being so close, I am happy for them and their new adventure. I’m happy for the pack that used to be my uncle’s to finally be getting an Alpha that could reform their ancient masochistic ways. She’s going to give anyone who opposes her hell. Then Jack would be there to back her up every step of the way.
Angelina joined Hidden Cove, stating she never wanted to return to the pack where she lived a lie for her entire life. I didn’t blame her. I still can’t bring myself to go back to that place. The bad memories will never go away, but they don’t need to. Those nightmarish moments made me stronger. They made a warrior out of me. I am proud of what I went through and how much I endured, but I still choose not to enter the place where those things happened ever again.
Angelina ended up joining the brothel under Lady Vera. She claimed she would never wish for a mate again, and was happy with the false affection of men who had lost their loved ones because of the wars her father caused. In some twisted way, she thought she was repenting for his sins, and couldn’t be talked out of it.
Beretta said Angelina just liked the attention, but I think there was more to it than that. I think that she was just scared to hope for anything more. I believe she felt that she didn’t deserve a fated mate after all she had been through and after what her father had done.
Maybe when she meets that special, goddess-gifted person she will change her mind. The dark fairy lord her father gave her to was not her fated mate after all. For now, I’m leaving her to make her own choices. Choices are something that should never be taken from a woman, especially in circumstances like these.
Just like in our first life, our pack celebrated the victory over the North by going for pack runs on every full moon. I wasn’t able to participate in our first life, but in this one, I led them alongside Lachlan. I felt so loved and in tune with my pack. My love grew immensely for all our people too.
Unlike in our first life, many of the women who were freed from Lord Tenebris’s dungeons came to live in Hidden Cove. The ones that had a place to return to, they left right away to find their people, but most had stories similar to Cecilia’s. They didn’t have anyone or any place to return. Some left with Beretta, but most stayed in Hidden Cove with us.
Our pack was now a healthy mix of all races. Our people were more than accepting, to both Lachlan and my surprise. I thought there would be some resistance, but there wasn’t any. It was like our people knew this day would come. Maybe because of the siren's involvement, and knowing I was a hybrid. I suspect that softened many of the pack members’ opinions.
Whatever the reasons, it was a joy to see the diversity as we strolled together through the town. Nymphs were selling pearls, spells and potions beside our Lycan butchers and fairy bread stalls. The jewelry of the elves was unmatched in craftsmanship. I know. Lachlan found any and all reasons to buy me the highest quality pieces. He returned to the castle one day with the most delicate pair of earrings shaped like woven hearts with diamonds in their creases. His excuse that day was because they reminded him of how I entangled his heart with my beauty.
The next day, when he brought me the matching bracelet, his excuse was simply that it was Thursday. I guess Thursdays don’t need a special excuse to buy your wife gifts. Or maybe he just wasn't creative on Thursdays. Who knows? I would never complain of his adorable reasons for showing me affection. I enjoy gifting him my love in many ways as well.
The biggest change of all was that I was in fact pregnant. Lachlan had it confirmed in the weeks after returning home. He not only had the doctor confirm it, he had Nilo and Cecilia take a trip across the whole territory to announce to every corner and every village that their Luna was with child.
Since then, I have been treated too delicately. Val has been getting annoyed with the amount of babying everyone subjects me to. The full moons and their runs have been her relief from the constant shots at her ego. She takes offense when people treat me like delicate glass. She says she is strong enough to take care of me and help me through the pregnancy.
She doesn’t get annoyed with Lachlan, though. When he gives us extra attention, being overly attentive at the silliest of times, she melts like butter. Our mate can do no wrong in her eyes. He even bathes us now, which she enjoys very much. I know she and Killian are plotting to keep me pregnant at all times, so the shared bath time never ends.
This baby growing inside of me is such a blessing in so many ways. Our child is already loved so much by so many people. I can’t wait for the day he or she comes. So many are awaiting the birth of our child. I know it will be a very special day for many.
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Lachlan
“Where is she?!” I demanded, running through the castle after being called back from town. “Where’s Lira?”
“Alpha,” Meldec was waiting for me, and was rushing to keep up as I stormed through the halls. “Ced and Cherum took her to the ocean.”
“THE OCEAN?!” I roared. Killian was growling in my head, “This is not the fucking time to take a bloody swim.”