His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

IVYPOV “I now sentence you both to d***h by beheading,” the Alpha told us. The crowd cheered, and my stomach dropped though I knew it was coming.

Abbie clutches my fingers with hers. “Don’t cry. They don’t deserve your tears,” she whispers barely audible over the cheering from the crowd.

The Alpha grabs my arm, leading me to a huge stone block. I could smell blood on it as he shoved me down, pressing my forehead against it. I feel something hit my face before it splats on the stone next to me, a tomato, b****y animals. It angered me; our deaths weren’t enough. They also had to humiliate us too.

The Alpha drags his sword over the stone, and I feel the cold blade pressed against my neck, yet it was blunt. I bit my lip to stop the sob that wanted to escape me. Trying to picture anything other than what is about to take place. I recall a memory of the Spring festival. Abbie and I sat in our room but could hear the music, we wanted to go, wanted to know what it would be like to be part of the pack even just once, but Mrs. Daley refused, locking us in our room.

Instead, we pretended we were there and slow danced with each other while giggling and twirling each other around the room. I focused on that memory when I felt something placed over my head, a hessian bag. This was it; I was going to be free of my torment. Free of this life. I just hope the next one is better, hoping Abbie will be with me there.

“What do you think you are doing?” A deep voice that made the crowd go silent filled the air. I hold my breath before hearing a collective gasp from those watching.

“Putting this rogue out of its misery,” Alpha Dean says. I try to look through the hessian bag but can’t see anything.

“She is not even of legal age for this. Free her now,” comes the voice strong and unwavering.

“Under whose authority do you have the right to demand that of me?” Alpha Dean asks, the sword sliding off the stone with a clang.

“Are you questioning me Alpha, I assure you if you heed my warning and don’t let her go, I will be forced to take your life. Now free her and hand her over to me now,” comes the voice-only this time. I felt a rush. The stranger’s aura bursts out of him, and I hear the Alpha take in a sharp breath.

“Lycan,” Alpha Dean gasps.

“Correct, and it is about time you recognized your superior Alpha,” the man says.

says we are allowed to decide how we choose to handle the rogues,”

of age, she has no wolf, or I would sense it, now free her,” the voice says, getting closer.

is my pack,” I could hear the tremble in his voice, he was speaking out of embarrassment. Lycans rule, they

aura made me whimper. I hear

you to free her now!” His words sounded threatening, despite how calm he spoke them. His scent wafting to me, my mouth filling with my saliva at his intoxicating scent. I hear the Alpha whimper beside me before the sword falls from his hands, clanging loudly on the wooden stage beside me. Listening, footsteps move up the steps before l felt a presence behind me where Alpha

you are?” The voice booms loudly before I feel someone grab my arm, pulling me up. Sparks rush over my skin, and I hear him gasp before my

is lifted from my head. I find everyone on their knees except the blonde

arm starts pulling me from the stage and

stage did. He drops his aura, and everyone takes a deep breath. The Alpha growled on stage, and I turned to look back over my shoulder as

“No,” I choke out.

to the man that saved me, or I think he saved me. I had no idea why he stopped the Alpha or what his intentions with me were, but love was alive because of

with tears in my eyes as I see my Alpha shove the bag over her head. The King stopped looking at my hands that were clutching his shirt. I drop to the ground at

it was against the law to touch a royal, and I grabbed him. I was good as d**d now. However, I would rather d*e than be without Abbie. I settle myself waiting

at me. I s*****w under his intense gaze and start shrinking away from him when love see his Beta move, making me look over at him. He walks

her, shoving her down the stairs. The blonde man catches her before she faceplants the

lets Abbie go, and she rushes over when fingers grip my chin. The King forced me to meet

releasing me. My brows furrowed in confusion, looking down, embarrassed that I spoke out of turn, but he got Abbie for me, despite me grabbing him. Abbie throws herself at

at the King, baring her neck to him. He nods

Turning on his heel, he starts walking. Abbie

was smiling, which I didn’t expect of him. We scramble upright, rushing after him and ignoring the shocked looks of the town’s

strides; we had to jog to keep up with him but make sure not to pass him either. His Beta followed behind