His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Chapter 52

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.

out of my face,” Gannon ordered him, and I

“It will heal once you shift.

it?” I asked. My hand was throbbing to its own beat, my

since you aren’t mine,” Gannon says, cupping my face with his hand. He pulls his phone out of his pocket. “Once the moon is at its

that,” I murmur, looking away from

his phone and scrolling through the pictures. He stops before

him. A sob escapes from my lips when

my mum,” I smile sadly, brushing my thumb over the picture of her. What I would give to hear her voice again. She looked a little younger than I remembered in this picture, but I knew it was her. Gannon hangs his

just need to give him space.” Gannon tells

when I see his eyes glaze over, and i could tell

Queen; she also k****d the King’s sister.” I blink, astonished, unable

get some rest. After your shift,

for another couple of

sick joke, but it was just Clarice and Abbie. Clarice rubbed her elbow as if she

don’t want to be dragging you to the cells for disobeying the King,” Gannon tells them. She nods before rushing in with Abbie

made, but I couldn’t carry it down,” Clarice

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

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

stay long; Gannon is right; 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,

humor her, I did. Abbie

did you wish for?” Clarice asks, a teary smile on

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