Page 72 of Forever My Siren Luna

Now, we are back in my room, what used to be our room, and Lachlan has given Killian full control, as I have Val. The two are purring and basking in each other’s presence. It’s sweet seeing Val like this again after being so defensive and safeguarded for so long. She is like a love-sick puppy again.

Lachlan and I have gotten so much closer too. So close that I even started to regret watching him leave at the end of each visit to go back to the new suite he had built for us in the newest wing of the castle.

“You could always ask him to stay?”Val tells me, reading my thoughts and sounding a bit too eager about the suggestion.

“I could, but I still think that it’s too soon for that.”

“Is it?”Val mused. “I think it’s the perfect time.”

“And why is that?”

“Because,”she said in a measured tone, “We both know that you want your mate too. With all the dangers we will soon face, I would rather have more time with my mate than less. Don’t you think sending him away would be a waste?”

I’m momentarily stunned.

She’s right.

“I’m usually right,”Val huffs cheekily, then goes back to enjoying her time with Killian.

Killian isn’t restraining himself at all. Not the way Lachlan does. He is purring and letting his hands linger on my shoulders, my neck, and even sneaking kisses as he sniffs my neck and hair. Val is eating up every ounce of his affection, and I am starting to miss moments like that with Lachlan.

Lachlan would hold me every night, making sparks dance on my skin as we softly talked until we drifted to sleep. He was like Killian, finding any excuse to touch me and let his hands linger on my body. His breath would be all around me as I slept. His scent would comfort me all through the night. I never needed anything to help me sleep when I was with him.

Trust is starting to bloom between us once again. Am I ready to take that step to welcome him back into my bed?

Just for sleeping, of course. I know I’m not ready for more than that yet.

I do crave his touch again. More touch than I get from him now when he is merely holding my waist or hand throughout the day.

I continue to think about it as Val and Killian finish their routine. Killian isn’t even pretending to brush my hair any longer. He is kneeling beside the chair, staring up at Val with a brilliant smile, telling her over and over again all the reasons he thinks she is perfect. He even adds how fierce she is to the list of reasons he loves her. I feel her pride as he praises her fighting abilities and how dominant of a Lycan she is.

Many men would find that unbecoming, but not Killian. Even Lachlan doesn’t mind it any more, it seems. He was just upset that he couldn’t openly claim me before and I was fighting him at every turn. Once we sorted our misunderstanding out, he has been praising Val a lot as well.

“I wish we didn’t have to part,” Killian pouted, laying his head in my lap. “I wish I could stare at you until the sun comes up in the sky, and just bask in your presence.”

“Maybe you can,” Val grinned, mentally nudging me while running her fingers through his hair.

“I wish,” he groaned. “I also wish our humans would mark one another so we could always talk. Not just at night. I miss you during the day.”

“We train together every morning,” Val laughed at him.

“Yeah, but we can’t talk. Not like this.” He sighed, nuzzling Lachlan’s chin between my knees. “I’m just ready for us to be mates completely. I want to feel the bond the way you do.”

I forgot about that. Being mates comes so natural to Lachlan that I forget that he still doesn’t feel the bond. Killian can at times, but I think it’s a shadow of what I feel.

Suddenly, I feel bad for Killian. He and Val were never the issue. The issues always lied with us. Lachlan and myself. He and Val have been punished for our mistakes and misunderstandings.

Lachlan has proven himself and his character in this new life. I have not once felt betrayal pains. Leona I am not even going to count any longer, since she was sentenced to a fairly gruesome death by my friend, and Lachlan was quite literally attacked by the madwoman in the first place.

He has been nothing but truthful to me, and if it wasn’t for the blood oath with my father, I believe he would have been truthful to me from the start. He keeps nothing back from me now.

With hindsight, I can see that much of the neglect and abuse that occurred towards me in my first life was a result of more misunderstandings, and his pack’s loyalty towards their alpha who they believed was being taken advantage of by my uncle. My own fear of the pack’s prejudices and keeping my own secret about my paternal origins played a big part in that. If I had simply told someone that I was a hybrid and I was his mate, things would have been different. My fear and hesitation can be attributed to the neglect and betrayal that occurred too. It’s not all Lachlan’s fault. If I had simply told Mimi or one of the guards that I was half siren and to pass the message on to Lachlan, he would have seen me sooner.

All he wanted was his true mate. I could have revealed myself to anyone and word would have gotten to him.

Misunderstandings and my Uncle are to blame for all the hardships we have faced. It’s time I stopped putting up walls and started to help Lachlan knock them down.

Val was staring down at our mate, tracing the sharp and handsome features on his face. My heart softens even more seeing the love Killian is showing in Lachlan’s eyes. Lachlan looks at me the same way.