His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

His Found Lycan Luna Chapter 106 

Kyson POV 

Everyone was frantically looking for Azalea, Tyson, and Tandi as Cedric and I pulled up. Trey was in a panic because he could tell she was unconscious, so he couldn‘t feel her through the sire bond. I couldn‘t feel her either through our mate bond. 

Cedric and I raced toward where we could see smoke. I had been trying to force the mind–link to reach her. When I felt her pain, I knew something terrible had happened, and I nearly ran the car off the road as I was smashed through the bond. Though how trouble found us, I had no idea. I left the entire guard here but Cedric, and still, shit went wrong and wasn‘t enough to protect her. 

Now all I could think about was finding her. Damian, Gannon and Dustin I had to order to find Tyson and Tandi, the compulsion from the oath had them frantically caught between their Queen and their mates and children. Something I may have to reconsider. Azalea would be devasted if their desire to help her overruled that of Abbie and Tandi or their children. 

“Fire! The stables are on fire,” Trey says, pointing to the stables. I could hear Damian shouting orders through the mind link while I was trying to reach Azalea when Gannon gripped my arms. It was utter chaos. 

“Where is Tyson?” Gannon asked while Abbie raced across the lawns toward the stables, screaming for her son. Guards were using hoses and buckets, trying to put the fire out. As I ran through the back doors of the stables. The trapped horses inside their stalls were bucking and trying to break out as the flames drew nearer, licking up the walls and roof. 

Liam was frantically ripping stalls open and letting the horses out. Dustin was calling out for Tyson, who I could hear crying, yet the smoke was so thick, the heat intense the closer we got to the front of the stables. Black billowing smoke spewed out, making it difficult to see and the fire raging as the doors banged in the wind. 

“Got him,” Dustin yells before rushing past me yet I couldn‘t see Azalea anywhere or pick up her scent with the smoke. Dustin rushes out with Tyson in his arms. I cough, choking on the smoke, checking the stalls for Azalea when I feel her wake. The mind–link flickers weakly like she was trying to reach me. 

“Kyson,” she murmurs. Her consciousness was weak through the bond, and I could feel how much pain she was in, my own head throbbing along with hers. 

“Where are you, Azzy?” I rushed out, knowing she won‘t be conscious for long. 

“Woods. Tanner,” she murmured, and I could feel her slipping away from me. “Stay with me, Love. Hold on. I need you awake, so I can find you,” I tell her, but the link dissolves no matter how much I try to hold on to it. 

“Get to the woods. It‘s Tanner,” I scream across the link and hear the howls of the Landeena guard outside as they take off through the woods in hunt of their Queen. “On it,” Liam yells out from somewhere outside. 

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sliver of her consciousness. He would be trying to follow his sire bond. I try to navigate my way out of the enormous

Damian screams out as he rushes into

help me,” Damian yells as I am about to run for the door to go after Azalea. With a growl, I move to help him to find her top half trapped beneath a trapdoor. He opens the lid, and I rip her out. The trap door falls heavily to the ground with a loud thud.

tin above us. It was going

on the smoke. I passed her off to one of the guards, who was helping free the horses. He quickly takes her and runs out with her. My vision burned as the smoke got thicker. My lungs wheeze with each breath.

into the trapdoor. Larkin wriggled on the ground shackled by rope, and silver chains that I could smell were doused in wolfsbane.

out. Damian grits his teeth and I know he believes if he let

couldn‘t care less for Larkin right now when my mate was in the woods somewhere. Shifting, my vision adjusts, and my hearing strengthens as I shove out the doors

leaf, even over the raging storm, sniffing the air as I run. I pick up her scent in minutes, along with the savage sounds of

snarled. His brown Lycan form is drenched in blood, yet I race

there was a deep gash. In addition to that, her chin was also

snarl as Liam grabs his head, getting ready to break his

roars, trying to

and as we finally reach the back of the castle

out of the lake just as the rain hit. It poured, making the ground slippery, but it would be an added help to douse

he hacks and coughs. He looks up as I pass

unison

“Tyson!” she mutters. 

stairs. Dustin is hot on my heels, and I see Liam drag

push the door open with my hip. I lay her on the bed before moving her hair to look at the gash.

She drowsily stared up at me, her eyes rolling, and I could see she had a severe concussion. Leaning