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In the Arms of a Pirate

A Sam Steele Romance

Michelle Beattie

 

 

In the Arms of a Pirate

Copyright © 2016 Michelle Beattie

Kindle Edition

The Tule Publishing Group, LLC

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

ISBN: 978-1-944925-31-4

Dedication

This one is for my mother-in-law, Ruth Beattie. For being the exact opposite of all those horror stories you hear about in-laws. From the time I met her she’s welcomed me into her family and treated me like a daughter. Having lost my mom literally just months before meeting Ruth, what a godsend she has been. Thanks, mom, for treating me as one of your own, for the games of Skip-Bo and scrabble, for a wonderful trip to the Maritimes I’ll never forget. I couldn’t love you more.

Table of Contents

Title Page

Copyright Page

Dedication

Acknowledgements

Dear Reader

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Epilogue

Excerpt from Her Pirate to Love

About the Author

Acknowledgements

To Taryn Taylor and Michele Vivieros. More than critique partners, you’re dear friends.

Thank you Taryn and Renee Halun for beta reading Aidan’s story for me. It’s a better book for your input and I thank you both for your time and honesty.

Dear Reader,

With this, the last installment in my Sam Steele pirate series, I wanted to take the time and say thank you. Thank you for following this wonderful cast of characters through to the end. Thank you for waiting four years in between Nate and Cale’s books. I’m so proud of this series. Not only because
What A Pirate Desires
was my first contract, but because I’ve learned so much along the way. Reading them again I see the progression in my writing and know that these characters helped me be a better writer.

Aidan’s story, for me, is the ultimate culmination of everything that made this series fun. Romance, adventure, family and a bit of humor tossed in here and there (thank you, Carracks!) I’m sad to say goodbye but I think I’ve given them back everything they gave me. Seriously, the last scene is fabulous!

So what’s next? Well, I’m switching gears and again I’m hoping you’ll join me for the ride. I am going back to my first love and something that I feel has been sorely missing from book shelves for far too long; historical westerns.

With my wonderful publisher behind me, I’m starting a new series that takes place in the fictional town of Marietta, Montana. Many years ago I self-published a historical called
Another Chance
, the story of Jillian Matthews trying to find her way in a man’s world. This book, though it will be renamed and tweaked, will be the first book in this new series.

If you love my characters and my voice, I hope you’ll join me on this endeavor. I’ll have all the same elements that made the pirates what they were: adventure, family, strong women and of course, romance.

Please keep an eye on my website for updates and news on this new project.
www.michellebeattie.com

Until then, enjoy the adventure and keep your eye on that horizon.

Michelle

Chapter One

Santo Domingo, Caribbean

1664

F
rom the time
Aidan was five years old, he had only known two worlds: the plantation where he’d been a slave from the ages of five to eight and the life he’d made with the woman who’d taken him from that hell. The woman who’d not only given him freedom, but also a family. Samantha.

In the years he’d sailed with her when she was the notorious captain Sam Steele, he’d come to love her as a mother and when she’d given up piracy and married an equally infamous pirate, he’d come to think of Luke Bradley as a father. Without knowing his own family name, he’d adopted Luke’s and, since the age of twelve, he’d considered himself Aidan Bradley.

Now, not only did he remember his first five years and the truth behind how he came to be a slave, he remembered his name. His real name. He was bleeding with it. How could it be? How the bloody hell could it be?

Behind him, Luke thrashed through the jungle, trying to keep up.

Aidan didn’t slow his pace. His head was full of the recently remembered images of his past, not to mention the fact he’d sailed with his father—his father!—for four years and neither of them had known it. The fact his own father hadn’t recognized Aidan, no matter the amount of time that had passed since they’d last seen each other, stung bitterly. But he didn’t want to think about it. It was taking everything in him to keep the memories and truth from suffocating him. He’d deal with it; he wasn’t a man to avoid things. But at the moment all he could think of was making Roche, the man responsible for it all, pay.

“Aidan!”

Aidan clamped his jaw. Aye, since he’d been five he’d been Aidan. Now he knew his true name was Caden. Caden Hunter. Was he still Aidan? He sure as blazes wasn’t thinking of himself as Caden. Nor was he thinking of Cale Hunter as his father, no matter that he now remembered the man was, indeed, just that. Did it matter which name he chose? Did it change who he was? And who was he, exactly? Aidan, the person he’d been since he was five, or Caden, the boy he’d been before then?

His thoughts and emotions spun faster and faster. Just when he thought of one thing, another shoved its way into his mind only to be overpowered by the next. It was like a maelstrom gathering momentum, going faster and faster, trying to pull him under. Aidan pressed a hand to his throbbing head. There was too much to consider, too much to take in and, if he stopped now, the truth was sure to bring him to his knees.

Luke caught up to him, grabbed Aidan’s arm, and spun him round on the nearly overgrown trail. The moon was out. Even waning, it cast a delicate silvery light on the foliage surrounding them. Yet there wasn’t anything delicate about Luke’s expression. His lips were thin beneath his mustache; his right eye gleamed. The other lay hidden behind a black eye patch.

“What are you going to do? The man you sailed under for four years is suddenly calling you by another name, all but begging you to forgive him.”

Aidan yanked his arm free. “That’s not what’s important right now.”

“That’s
all
that’s important right now,” Luke countered.

“Luke, Roche is out there and he can’t have gotten too far away. We need to move before he gets out of reach.”

“Dammit, boy, Roche can wait. You got him in the arm with your arrow and Cale shot him in the leg.”

Earlier, their family celebration had turned violent when Roche Santiago and his gang of miscreants flooded Nate and Claire’s yard and attacked. Crewmen had been lost but those Aidan considered his family had escaped mostly unharmed. It wasn’t only Sam and Luke who were here, but Sam’s sister Alicia and her family. There was Nate, Claire, and their children. What remained of Nate’s home continued to smolder in the night but it wasn’t the only thing left beyond salvation.

“He’s wounded,” Luke reasoned, though the last thing Aidan felt like doing was listening to reason. “He’ll need some time, enough that we can take a moment.”

“We can’t afford to wait! Either he’ll come back and finish what he started this night or, worse, he’ll get away.” Aidan fisted his hands. “I have no intention of letting either happen.”

Luke was silent a moment as he considered and finally gave a sharp nod. “He won’t get another chance to hurt Samantha, of that you can be sure.”

“Good. Then let’s get back to the others.” Aidan’s mind was already working ahead to just how they’d give chase but Luke wasn’t finished talking about Cale.

“Are you sure? About Cale?”

“Yes, damn it. I always knew I wasn’t your son but now there’s no pretending.” He wondered how Luke couldn’t see how the truth was tearing him apart.

Luke scowled even as his hand curved protectively around Aidan’s shoulder. “You are my son in the only way that matters. From the time I met you, I loved you as one, treated you as one. I don’t bloody care it’s not my blood in your veins, it’s my name you carry, isn’t it?”

“Only because I couldn’t remember my own!”

“You’re still Aidan.” Luke’s voice was firm.

Aidan’s laugh was mirthless. “And just who is that?”

The armada of gold chains Luke always wore around his neck tinkled as he pointed at Aidan’s chest. “That man. The man who loves to sail, who has always wanted to be the next Sam Steele. The man who loves those people over there.” Luke shifted the direction of his hand to the glow of the fire rising over the treetops.

‘Those people’ meant everything to Aidan and he’d been a part of their lives longer than he’d ever been a part of Cale’s. They’d laughed together, fought together, and he considered them family. Their children called him uncle and, for a man who’d believed himself an orphan, that meant everything. Certainly more than Cale meant to him. A man who hadn’t bothered searching for his son, who hadn’t even recognized his own blood, would not be raised above those who had loved him and taken him in as part of their family. As far as Aidan was concerned, he had the only family that mattered in Luke, Sam, and the others.

And he wouldn’t let anyone rip apart the life he’d built, not the vile pirate who had threatened them all nor the man who’d suddenly decided he wanted his lost son back.

“You’re right, those people are my family.” Aidan believed those words to the depth of his soul and knew he’d said what Luke wanted to hear when the rigidity fell from Luke’s stance.

Yet Aidan couldn’t help feeling his words might not be what his mother would have wanted him to say. He sighed as the throbbing turned to pounding. It was all so damn complicated. But one thing wasn’t. Getting to the man who was responsible and making him pay. He’d deal with the rest later.

“Roche may be wounded, Luke, but he knows we’re vulnerable. He will come back and we need to be gone when he does.”

Luke looked up the trail toward the fire and Aidan knew his thoughts had shifted to Sam and the child he’d only learned tonight she was carrying.

“We will be,” Luke agreed as he fell into step behind Aidan.

The smell of burnt wood and death thickened as they stepped into the clearing. Made of brick, the shell of Nate and Claire’s house remained but it was clear by the already collapsed roof and the fire raging inside that everything within it would be lost. Sam, her sister Alicia, Alicia’s husband, Blake, and their five children gathered in a tight circle. Grace—the woman Cale had taken off Roche’s ship then fallen in love with—stood with Nate and Claire and their three sons off to the side, closer to the house. The rest of the men from the combined crews sat well back, giving the families their space.

As he and Luke walked closer, the sobbing grew louder. The children were the loudest but it was Claire pressing her face into Nate’s shoulder that hurt Aidan the most. He knew the house was more than a home to Nate and Claire. It represented a dream. A dream they’d shared together when they’d met in an orphanage. A dream Nate had pursued on his own when he’d thought Claire was lost to him forever. Yet despite the obstacles, hurts, and years in between, when they’d finally come together, they’d made the house a home. Now it lay blazing before them. Aidan’s fury burned hot as the flames.

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