Page 27 of Forever My Siren Luna

A small smirk plays on my lips. “I declare this mine then,” I steal the glass from in front of him. “Thank you for reminding me, Jack, what a pirate should live by.” Steal what you want, and never let it go.

“Aye, lass,” he grins, touching his finger to my nose. “A fine pirate you turned out to be.”

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Lachlan

“Alpha!”Cherum’s voice echoed in my head through the mind link. “Alpha. Help!”

I was instantly on alert. “What’s wrong with Lira,”I asked, knowing that was the only thing that he would be needing this late at night. He was with her at the brothel. I was sitting in the parlor in our old bedchamber after meeting with her father, staring at the rowdy ships in my harbor and waiting for news she was somewhere safe for the night, praying it wouldn’t be in that grimy pirate’s presence.

“The lass is drunk as a skunk, and Val is making this harder than it needs to be.”

Drunk? Lira doesn’t get drunk.

“Where are you?!”It’s Killian’s voice snarling at Cherum now, not just mine.

“Meet me at the packhouse gates. She’s flailing like a flippin’ fish. Gah!”The mind link cuts out, and I race towards the entrance to the packhouse. Why would Val take over for Lira? Why the hell did Cherum let her get drunk in the first place?

When I saw Cherum start stumbling up the path towards the castle, I shook my head in disbelief. Lira is in his arms, but just as he said, she is flailing like a fish, trying to climb over his shoulder and singing some sea shanty at the top of her lungs. Her voice is deeper, a bit slurred. Even Val is drunk right now.

“How much did she have?!” I shouted, angry when I noticed how provocatively she was dressed, her breast almost out of her top, knowing she was just at the brothels.

“Not that much. Well, no more than some others.” Cherum looks away guilty, then Lira manages to kick him in the jewels while his focus is elsewhere. “Bloody crotch fire, that hurt!”

Killian snarls through me. “He gave her the coffees,”Killian accused him.

“This isn’t just from a few spiked coffees. Lira can hold her liquor better than that.”

“This isn’t the work of ‘not that much’. Why weren’t you watching her?” I asked Cherum, not taking my eyes off Lira’s fierce face.

“I was, idiot." When I narrowed my eyes at him for the name-calling, he rolled his. "Alpha, sir. I’m her Delta, not her dad. If she wants to bloody drink she bloody well can. She seemed accustomed enough to the act. She was living with pirates, you know.”

Val snarls at Cherum with Lira’s body when he tries to get an arm locked around her. She is trying to tug on his beard now.

“Is she always like this when she drinks with them?” I am too scared to even imagine what she might have gotten herself into while wasted at sea.

“The flirty lass with grabby hands said no. She said this was her first time seeing Ela this belligerent as well.”

I looked around Cherum for a sign of the woman Lira left with or that damned Captain I know was also at the bar. “Where’s she at?”

“The arse smacking lady pirate? She was dealing with the captain. He is much like Ela here right now. I think he downed 3 bottles on his own. No coffee to offset the rum.”

“Sheesh.” I smelled liquor on his breath, but didn’t think he was that irresponsible.

Lira, or should I say Val, turns her head in my direction, a snarl ripping through her chest.

I cringe back, readying for her anger, but then she launches herself at me, and I’m forced to stop to catch her.

“You!” she snapped. “Come out!” She started knocking her fist against the side of my head, the force more painful than I thought it would be. Her little fists are strong.

“Ow, Lira. What are you doing?” I tried to grab her fist before she punched me again.

“Give me that mongrel! Killian, come out!”

Killian whimpered in my head, not wanting to be on the receiving end of his mate’s anger. That’s usually reserved for me.

“Damn it, you bastard! Get out of there and brush my hair!”