His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Kyson growls at me. The sound made goosebumps rise on my body, my hair standing on end as a shiver rushed up my spine. The King then turns his back on me before walking off and heading toward his room.

The command finally dropped, releasing me allowing me to breathe and to move. My eyes go to Dustin, but he was back to doing the seeing without seeing thing he does; his eyes were straight ahead, staring blankly at the wall. Beta Damian stared after the King in what appeared to be shocked as I made my way toward the King again.

“Kyson?” I called, and he stopped. His entire body tensed once again and rippled like he was about to shift. The King spins around to face me. He snarls, baring his teeth at me as they elongate. The look on his face and his intense gaze made me take a step back from him.

“You dare address me so casually,” he growls at me while pointing his finger at me. He takes a step forward before stopping, and I catch the movement of his Beta behind him when he suddenly stops, and his hands clench into fists at his sides. Kyson turns and addresses Beta Damian and my heart near stops at his following words.

“Get her out of my face, put her in the stables. She is no longer welcome here, I don’t want to see it again,” he snaps, turning back toward his door. Beta Damian’s eyes flick to me, then back to the King who was walking away.

“Yes, my king,” Beta Damian answered as the King pushed his bedroom door open without even a glance back at me. My legs moved, and I raced to the door gripping the frame.

“Wait, did I do something wrong?” I asked. Tears burned my eyes, and my vision blurred when he slammed the door in my face and locked it. I couldn’t understand what I had done? Why he was being like this? I stared at the closed door separating me from my mate.

It took a few seconds before the pain in my chest was distinguishable from that of the pain of my hand. I look at my hand clutching the frame where the now sealed door crushed it. The moment I laid eyes on my hand, pain flew up my arm, and I jerked my hand and near choked on my sob when it didn’t budge.

pain. I could feel every groove of my now bent fingers that were trapped. Out of the corner of my eye, I see his Beta take a step toward me, and I s*****w

worse, I told myself as I raised my other hand to knock

of the door before I felt the lock mechanism slide out of my palm and the door swung

bleeding hand to

door slamming again was loud and I was halfway down the stairs. Movement caught my eye, and I saw Clarice and Abbie walking out of the kitchens, chatting to each

gosh, Ivy, what happened to your hand,” Abbie shrieked, rushing over to me. Words failed me and I could only stare as she fussed over me. Unsure what hurt more, my hand

the kitchen when two guards walked over

need to come with me,” One of them said, and I

second, just let me wrap her hand first. How did you do it, Ivy?,” Clarice says as she rushed back out with

sorry, but I have been asked to escort her out of the castle immediately,” the guard answers and my heart sinks

idea who this girl is? The King would pitch a fit,” Clarice argued

was the one who gave the orders, now lvy, if