His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Chapter 22

“I am not angry at you, Ivy,” “If you hate the way they treat rogues, why do you let them,” I realized instantly the mistake I made. I just questioned the king’s ability to rule fairly, insinuated he was unfit.

“I … I didn’t mean. You are a good King,” I blurted out in a panic, yet his features never changed. Though I was shocked when he answered.

“I am working on it. Adults know their crimes are responsible for them, we stopped the k*****g of Rogue children, and most packs agreed to even take them in or cast them out once of age. Some, however, did not agree with the laws. But then some packs started k*****g them. Eventually, that also stopped, but then rogue children started showing up d**d again recently; that is why I went to your pack that day. We were investigating your Alpha.”

“You want to help the rogues?”

“Yes, they are still part of my rule. Just because some are bad doesn’t mean all are, Ivy. I never agreed to them k*****g rogue children. I tried to prevent it. I will try harder,” He says.

“Why my Alpha, though?” I questioned.

“Because his pack is the only pack that still k****d rogues when they came of age, also I found it odd only two girls were listed in the orphanage as a rogue. It seemed odd,” I nodded.

“Yes, we had a few come and go, but once the new Alpha took over, no one lived. He k****d them all,” I answer him.

“All of them?”

the rogue attacks that she expected new children to come, but they never did,” I answered him. His brows pinch together,

to

don’t have a

He says, cutting me off. I blink down at

“I like when you touch

my hands over his abs and over his pecs and chest to his shoulders, forcing me closer to him. My palms tingled violently, and I pulled one looking at it. My brows pinched, wondering why they did it. Turning my face back to him, I was leaning on him and his face was barely an inch from mine. His scent was overwhelmingly

instincts were all over the place, I wanted to touch him, caress him, smell him, lick

I told you my instincts were the same as yours, you are just better at suppressing them,” he whispered, and I turned

king,” I

you, smell you, have

try to pull away, but he grips my neck and pulls me back close, forcing

if I wanted you to do the same? What if I wanted to kiss you?” he

his rogue servant? Yet the thought as appalling as it sounded, I

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