His Seafaring Siren (Caledonia's Captives) Read Online Free PDF

here!”
    “What?” Mowriyah blurted. “What makes you think you are going with us?” She clutched Septimus’s hand tighter and he could feel the fury in her strength.
    “It’s simple, my dear girl. Trivian will never leave without me, if he will leave at all.” She looked back at Septimus. “You may need my help convincing him it’s the right thing to do. Plus, if you don’t take me with you, I’ll turn the both of you in to the Emperor. Hadrian has had the word out for some time to find the four of you.” She pushed back from the table and crossed her legs.
    Septimus scoffed. “There is the Phaedra I knew. So how long did we have before we were turned in? Of course, I mean before you found out we could be your way out of here?”
    Phaedra stood and walked to the window. Looking out to the busy street, she said, “Well, if you agree to take me with you, I will help you convince Trivian to leave, and I’ll call the guards off right now.”
    Mowriyah jumped to her feet and lunged toward Phaedra, but Septimus intercepted her. “You are a minion of Hell itself! I am going to rip your heart out!” Then a string of curses came from her mouth and Septimus couldn’t help but laugh as he stood in front of her and held her back from attacking Phaedra.
    “Call off the guards, Phaedra, or I let her loose.” Septimus struggled to hold Mowriyah’s tiny frame, which seemed to be lit with fire. He flipped her over his shoulder and she cursed him as well.
    “Tell me I’m going with you, and I’ll call them off,” Phaedra retorted. “I’m sure I can handle her.”
    “Fine. You help me to get Trivian to leave and we promise to take you with us.”
    “I don’t think so!” Mowriyah started swinging at Septimus’s back, pounding on his shoulders. “We aren’t taking that lupa anywhere with us!”
    Phaedra turned on her heels, passing Septimus and Mowriyah as she headed toward the door. “I will leave you to deal with...that.” She waved her hand over her shoulder, then reached for the handle. “I will return to gather you in early evening, and we will go to Trivian then.” Opening the door, she looked at Mowriyah and said, “Now, now, dear. Do make sure you are ready for me, should you try that again.” She gave a shifty smile and slammed the door behind her.
    Mowriyah continued slamming her fists on Septimus’s back and shoulders. “Put me down!”
    “Only if you stop hitting me.”
    Mowriyah bucked again and Septimus felt the pain in his groin immediately. He flung Mowriyah off him and onto the bed. “Woman, will you stop!”
    She lay on the bed, her eyes large, and Septimus knew he had scared her. “Curse you, woman.” He hovered over the bed and saw her shrink back against the mattress. “I’m not going to hit you, Mowriyah, it just hurt.”
    Mowriyah grabbed the blanket next to her and held it up, trying to cover her face. Tears filled her eyes and she started to sob into the heavy material.
    Septimus sat next to her on the mattress. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”
    Mowriyah sniffled. “Did you love her?” The look in her eyes made him ache. He didn’t want to lie to her, but he didn’t want to cause her any more pain.
    He dropped his head, deciding a lie would be worse. “At one time, in the past.”
    Mowriyah flopped back on the mattress and curled herself tighter into the blanket, rolling away, her back turned to him.
    ***
    Mowriyah watched the morning pass through the window as she lay restless, visions of Septimus and Phaedra continuously interrupting her thoughts. He lay next to her now, trying to talk to her, but she was unable to register his words. Phaedra was stunning, and by the looks of their reunion, they shared a deep, passionate history. His words had struck a very dark chord within her heart. He had actually loved Phaedra at one time. Though they had spent every night together for the past three months, Mowriyah was still uncertain that he really felt that way about