His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Chapter 3

The passenger door opens and the driver’s side door; two men hop out. They were dressed well, clean, and looked picture-perfect. But neither looked what l would expect so-called royalty to look like. Mrs. Daley rushes out in a flurry, whizzing past us before stopping.

She looked over the two men as they approached the small brick fence surrounding the place. “You must be,” She stops trying to figure out who they are.

“I thought the Lycan king was coming today?” She asks, looking slightly upset. Abbie nods towards them, and I shrug, looking them over.

“He couldn’t make it; he sent us instead,” says the man who hopped out of the driver’s seat. He was tall, dressed in a suit, and had blonde hair that shaped his face. He had high cheekbones and sharp solid features and was built solid, making me wonder if he was Lycan as well.

Lycans are different; they remained upright when they shifted and were more powerful, faster, and could turn someone into a Lycan; werewolves couldn’t change people and weren’t anywhere near their caliber. We were practically dogs compared to them, which is why Lycans rule over all of us. Werewolves like myself were half-human; Lycans are purebloods.

watered before I shook my head, wondering what came over me

cheekbones, a strong jaw, a five o’clock shadow, and dark, almost black hair. His silver eyes glow back at me when

go,” She whispers, and I nod to her when another car pulls up, both men looking at her. We walk out the small gate when the man with silver sparkling eyes grips my arm tugging me back, his hand

looking at Abbie, and we both duck our heads in

and hearing more car doors open in front of their car. We made our way into town. This side of the town was run-down and almost desolate. Most of the houses were

way went to the forest surrounding the town, there was only one way in and out of this town as it only had one road leading in. The forest

sighed. We would be d**d within seconds of stepping into the forest, border patrol would catch us instantly, and they would make an example of us. We were already doomed, no point in making our deaths more

came to town and had no need to with servants at his beck and call; however, his presence was required today. The Alpha got to decide our fates, and those wishing to join the pack or caught were once a month herded to the square and put on display. The Alpha decided whether

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