His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

His found Lycan Luna Chapter 109 

Kyson POV 

Once his heart stopped beating and he lay dead on the rack, I cleaned my hands and most of my face to not scare any of the staff or the children too severely while trying to figure out our next move. I would also have to send 

ake sure no hunters or council are, in fact, here as Tanner claimed. Gannon and Liam were prepping to dismember the rest of Tanner, so he could be thrown in the furnace for disposal. I headed to the stairs when everything shook violently above me. The ground rumbling knocked me off balance. Smoke and dust filled the air making it difficult to breathe and see, and my lungs were restricted as I tried to right myself. 

My ears finally stopped ringing as I got to my feet in fear for Azalea. I could barely make out Gannon and Liam through the haze, and the noise coming from upstairs was horrendous. Looking through the smoke and crushed rock, I see Liam and Gannon. They were banged up a bit but thankfully alive. I pivoted and sprinted for the stairs when searing pain ripped through my side. The hunters! They were in the tunnels leading past the dungeon. Rage overtook me as I shifted. My vision became consumed with red as the insignia became visible a few yards away. 

They have taken enough from me, Azalea, and everyone in this Kingdom! Made orphans and refugees from their sick agenda. I could see Gannon and Liam shift in my peripheral vision. They would not take any more lives while I still stood. We were in rhythm, eviscerating the lot of them. Not one heartbeat remained in my keen hearing other than my own and theirs as I listened for footsteps while screaming orders through the mind–link for the staff and Azalea to get to the tunnels or bunkers. 

I told Gannon and Liam to go protect Azalea and the others, not that they had a choice with the pact oath. It would be natural instinct to them, leaving me to check the tunnels. I stalked through the back tunnels making sure there weren‘t any hunters left hiding. 

I got no reply from Azalea, yet I could feel she was alive, although panicked. Trey, I knew, was trying to get her and 

giving me a run–down of what was going on above while I scoured the tunnels, ripping the wires from bombs planted beneath the castle everywhere. 

The ceiling above exploding sent rocks and debris crashing down on me as I hit a fork in the tunnels. I turned to my left, wanting to take the tunnel that came out by the river, when the tunnel started exploding, I was forced to run in the opposite direction toward the tunnels leading to the stables and forest. 

I was nearly at the opening directly beneath the burned–down stables and could hear fighting above as I drew nearer, echoing through the tunnel. Over the noise, I barely catch the whizzing noise that perked my ears all too late. Burning pain crumpled me to the floor. 

A dart embedded in my torso. As another hit the center of my chest as my knees hit the ground. I yanked it out, the stench of wolfbane entering my nose. I lifted my head and snarled, looking for the person responsible through the thick smoke. 

There wasn‘t enough wolfsbane to kill me, but enough to slow me down, and too many would knock me out. Getting to my feet, my hand on the stone wall helps push me up, and I stagger as the wolfsbane poisons me. 

I was trying to burn it out of my system as a voice I despised echoed in front of me. Ester! 

“You just had to take that whore as your mate! I would have forgotten Crux‘s plan altogether, but no, you had to choose that whore. I should have been your Queen, not her.” she snarls, holding the dart gun up aimed at my chest. 

deal, but then, like a fucking ghost of the past, that bitch returns! I should have killed her when I had the chance,

the trigger. I throw myself against the other

goes off above. The entire tunnel shakes and I see her eyes widen when she realizes it is about to crumble down around us. With a arowl. I take off the way I came,

me, and I hear her following me as she continues her rant. Luckily, the dust and smoke offered some cover. I knew I wouldn‘t get close enough to her while she held that gun. The wolfsbane was searing in my veins,

the collapsed tunnel and turn for another. It should spit me out into the forest beside the

I could take her out. In these narrow tunnels, she had the advantage of being not only smaller but also the gun, ensuring that I would be forced to keep my distance. One more dart and she would take me out, and she

her off too. Her father ruined me, used me!” she screams as I try to keep moving. I just needed to burn it out of my system. If I stopped,

loved me!” She laughs like a maniac. I

he was fooling around with me to piss off my brother. What better way to get back at his wife‘s mate than to fuck his sister? Then he tried to destroy me and take my baby from me. I kept him thinking maybe Garret would change his mind once he was born. How was I supposed to know he wouldn‘t inherit the Landeena gifts? And he shunned me again, but I made him pay for that mistake. Crux was right. Garret Landeena was nothing but a

ahead, I feel another dart skim past me, the feathers grazing my arm as it narrowly misses me.

me, knowing they got out and were near the bunkers to take cover, so I knew Azalea must be close by. I just had to get to

exit headed for the bunker with the castle servants, and my shoulder crashes against the mesh, making them jump just as Peter

she growls and tosses the now empty dart gun at me. It hits me on the downfall as I burst through the meshed gate and spill out onto the mountainside. My body rolls as my momentum is off, and I slam

growls, stepping out of the open tunnel, and stalking toward me. Yet the wolfsbane in my system burned my veins like acid and

up, swaying as I clutch the tree I rolled into. Staggering, I swing wildly at her, and she laughs, jumping back as my vision doubles. Yet I could feel it was slowly and painfully burning out of my system. Whatever

Lycan King more,” Ester laughs when I see a shadow move behind her. My eyes flick back to her, Yet as she flexes her fingers, her claws slip free, and

whips out at the last second,

Peter behind her, a branch in his hand.

love me!” he roared, repeatedly swinging the branch

of her skull as it cracked open like an egg.

the broken branch, and I look down at Ester. Her head was crushed under his blows and no longer distinguishable to the eye.

runs ahead while I stagger, trying to keep up with him.

standing at the top when she suddenly screams, making my heart splutter in my chest, and

stop, and Trey screams out for her at the exact second. I tracked her movements to see

down, time almost stopping for a few fateful moments. Or maybe I thought it did as I