His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Ivy POV

“Quick, sit down while I try to take care of your hand,” Dustin said, dragging a cut in half wine barrel over. He flipped it, so I could sit on it. The other guard growled at him before gripping his shoulder.

“We were told to bring here, that is all,” he snapped at Dustin. I looked at the man who stared at me like I was the scum over the earth, and I quickly averted my gaze.

“Remove your hand, Trey, or f*****g lose it,” Dustin snapped at him.

“I’m following orders, the King said to bring her here, and that was it,”

“F**k the king,” Dustin snapped, and the man went to take a step toward him when Gannon walked in. “Yes, f**k the King, remember where your loyalties lie, Trey,”

“They lie with my King,”

“And she is your Queen,” Gannon snarled at him, and the man whimpered before his eyes went to me.

“You haven’t been here as long as the rest of us, but the King swore us all to choose his Queen over him,”

“If so, why is she down here, then?” The man demanded.

“Because the King is an idiot. Move Dustin. I will wrap her hand. Go fix up the old King’s quarters for me,” Gannon said, crouching down in front of me.

“Yes, Sir,” Dustin says while Trey growled and Gannon glanced over his shoulder at him.

face,” Gannon ordered him, and I felt his aura rush out and Trey doubled over

and wrapping it. “It will heal once you shift. Do you think you can hold off

My hand was throbbing to its own beat, my fingers were

face with his hand. He pulls his phone out of his pocket. “Once the moon is at its highest peak, I will take you outside, so

call me that,” I murmur, looking away

unlocking his phone and scrolling through the pictures.

take the phone from him. A sob escapes from my lips when I realize it

looked a little younger than I remembered in this picture, but I knew it was her. Gannon hangs his head and shakes it, and he sighs heavily

need to give him space.”

did I do?” I ask. Gannon frowns when I see his eyes glaze over, and i could tell he was mind-linking. I waited for

the King’s sister.” I blink, astonished, unable to believe what I was hearing. That

your shift, I will take you to

my birthday isn’t for another couple of

just as hear someone curse. The stable doors opened, and hope bubbled in me. Thinking it was Kyson to tell me this was some sick joke, but it was just Clarice and Abbie. Clarice rubbed her elbow as if she had just banged it which would explain the curse that left her lips. They stopped by the door and glanced at Gannon, who nodded to them before standing

want to be dragging you to the cells for disobeying the King,” Gannon tells them. She nods before rushing in with Abbie close behind her. Abbie embraced me, hugging me, then checking me over while Clarice

but I couldn’t carry

it, Ivy. Clarice did a good job. We spent all day making it.”

I tell her, knowing just how much we always wished to celebrate our birthdays but were never allowed, never allowed the cakes we made for the children in the orphanage. Abbie and l always stared longingly, wishing we could try the cakes we made. We never knew if they tasted alright, but the delight on the kids’ faces told us they must have

the King is on the warpath. But I couldn’t let you go without wishing you a happy birthday,” Clarice says, placing the blue cupcake in my hand. She lights it with it a match, and I stare at

said, and to humor her, I did. Abbie smiles sadly and kisses my knee where she was

Clarice asks, a teary smile