His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Chapter 56

Kyson POV

The carpet had been paced so many times by my feet I was wearing it down. My fingers throbbed and ached, and I growled. My entire being vibrated with the urge to track her down, knowing she was just on the other side of the castle and the cause of my pain. It had been two days since I last laid eyes on her, and the bond was dulling.

I wanted it gone, busying myself with work, but it was near impossible when my f*****g hand wouldn’t stop throbbing. Annoyed, I growled, reaching for the bottle, my vice, when I felt like I was losing what control I had. We should be investigating the recent deaths, but the bridge remained closed. So relief flooded me when Gannon stepped into the room to report it was now open. I needed to get out of this place and away from Damian. He had been incessantly annoying me to go see her.

“Bridge has reopened, my King,” I nod, pouring some whiskey into my glass before downing it. “Get the cars ready; we are leaving,” I told him without looking over at him as I poured another drink.

“Yes, my King, but Ivy,” he started to say.

“Do not speak her name,” I bellowed, tossing m glass across the room. It exploded, smashing against the brickwork around the fireplace, the glass shattering everywhere. Gannon was unflinching in my anger used to it. However, I was on the verge of exploding. He would run then; they all did.

“As I was saying, she has not left the closet in two days. No one can get into her room or near her, not even Abbie. She hasn’t eaten, and her fretting is getting worse.” Gannon said, ignoring me.

“Not my problem. I let her back into the castle. Tell Damian to deal with her.” I snapped, annoyed at their worry for her. She was a traitor’s daughter.

“My King, your Queen,”

“She is not your Queen; she never will be,” I snarled. Gannon growled before turning and walking out. My shoulders sagged as he left, and I clenched my hand, my fingers aching before opening the mind-link.

car ready. You drive with me

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you drive with me, send a maid in to clean up the glass in my

says, and I cut off the link. After retrieving my wallet and phone, I grabbed my jacket before leaving the room and heading downstairs. I chuck my jacket to Dustin, who catches it by placing it over his arm. Clarice and Abbie were excitedly talking about something, and Abbie was glowing vibrantly and nearly bouncing on the spot. The groceries in her arms nearly toppled out of the basket she carried. Clarice tried to get her to contain her

the doors glaring angrily at the wall, and I would have to ask him

these rogue children and their families. Gannon

gushing Abbie. “For f**k’s sake, can someone send a doctor to look at her f*****g hand?” I roared before twisting and

dissolved as my Lycan side settled. It was becoming too much. Gannon’s mood also changed, and Clarice stood quivering beside me, and I sighed, dropping my aura. Unsure of what came

King,” Clarice murmured. Her voice trembled, and l glanced at

can f*****g feel it? Days I had been complaining and asking them to tend to her. With a snarl, I turned and stalked off toward my old chambers when Gannon’s hand fell on my shoulder, and I stopped,

your place, Gannon,” I warned

was tempting my rage

them swear to that pact it would override me every d**n time, but they would never be a match for the beast that lived

his hand falling from my shoulder as I stalked

“My King,” Gannon called.

ignored him, stalking up the steps before turning

the room. I shoved them open, and Gannon tried to grab me. I turned and

uphold, but they couldn’t fight a direct command. I slammed the doors as he stood stunned, unable to cross the

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