Page 69 of Forever My Siren Luna

Red is such an enticing color. I couldn’t let this one go.

Her body was starved and broken many times before she submitted. Now, she has a sensuous body once again, her bare breast pressing against my leg.

I have the unbroken, the collared and defiant girls chained to the ground to watch the pleasure that I bring my favorite pets to, all while allowing my favored men to discipline the unbroken however they please.

All it takes is obedience and submission to overcome the agony of where they are. They will never be free, but they can take pleasure in me if they choose.

I am a benevolent Lord. I am the ruler of the deserving and conqueror of the unworthy. They should feel blessed I did not have them destroyed with the rest of their people.

“Lord Tenebris,” Alpha Wayne interrupted, right when I lifted my pelvis to unfasten my belt and was about to partake in my pleasure. “Going to Hidden Cove by land with so few men at my ready could prove fatal to my waning forces.”

Fire is brimming from my eyes, making my dear pets cringe away from the heat of my fury.

“Are you such an imbecile that you can not figure this out on your own? Did you not trade your own niece to garter an alliance with Alpha Lachlan Stiles?”

“I did,” he said with a measured tone.

“Alliances work both ways. It is for the benefit of both parties, is it not?”

He still looks confused as to what I am telling him to do.

“Imbecile. An utter dunce, you are. If they were to call for your help, what are you to do?”

“Send aid,” he drones. “I do not have the men to aid him at this time, though.”

I will have to break this down into simpler terms, it seems.

“So, if you were to call on him, what would he need to do?”

His eyes open wide as a wicked arrogance masks his expression. “Send aid.”

“Exactly. If you are having a pirate problem, Alpha Wayne, that sounds like the perfect excuse to call for their help. Let’s say, we add a higher stake to where you are in need of more assistance? A mutual one to you both, though it would be fabricated on your part….?”

His brows furrowed, shadowing his sinister eyes. “You?”

I shrugged, grinning as I watched one of my men start to thrash one of the collared and chained girls with an iron stubbed whip. The fae girl is screaming with every blow, her voice melodic, even in agony.

“It can be arranged. Anything can be arranged.Afteryou send me your daughter and a plan for the southern pack’s demise.”

Twenty-One

Jack

Stupid, stupid, stupid. I can’t believe I acted so stupid.

Beretta was right.

I didn’t want to admit it. I didn’t want to see the proof of it. There is no denying it now. Not after I behaved so badly.

My Ela isn’t my Ela at all. She is his. She was the one I angered. Not the alpha who has far more composure than the rumors suggested. She was the one who got angry at me.

When she growled at me, I felt my heart shrinking inside my chest. The cold sweat that broke out on my skin had me itching for a drink. I wanted one, but that young lad had already pointed out to Ela before lunch while they were on the beach that I had been wetting my lips more than I should have this morning. I couldn’t take out my flask. Not in front of her. Not while she was defending the man that was proving to be my greatest adversary at every turn.

I thought her mate, her husband, would be a lesser man than me. I had hoped it was so.

It seems I was wrong. So wrong. Just as wrong as I had been today in my thinking that I might create more of a rift between them. That may be a lost cause for me now. They seemed united in just 2 short days.

“Another!” I lifted my glass, yelling at the bar maid.