His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Chapter 66

Kyson POV

Damian panicked the moment he saw me step into the foyer with her in my arms. Her blood ran down my arms, but the bleeding had slowed down. Ivy infuriated me; I wasn’t supposed to mark her, but when she refused to submit, which caused me to lose control. She hadn’t shifted yet, and now I could have put everything at risk. Damian’s eye flew wide open when he noticed the blood trailing down my arms, and he tried to rip her away from me. I pulled her closer, and his arms dropped.

“I marked her, she is fine,” I spat through gritted teeth, annoyed at how he went straight for her as if I had hurt fatally hurt her. He let out a breath, and his shoulders sagged.

“Not ideal, but we can work with that. Just means changing her will be harder and require a few attempts,” Damian sighed. Ivy was like a rag-doll in my arms. Looking at her, you would think she was d**d with how floppy her body was in my arms. Moving her around, I pulled her closer, so her head rested on my shoulder instead of craning back awkwardly.

“Help me get her upstairs,” I told him, and he walked ahead, opening the doors for me before finally opening the bedroom one. I stopped, peering around my room before walking back out.

“What is it?” Damian asked, and I looked down the hall toward the other wing.

“I can’t stay in there with her; I don’t trust myself,” I told him.

“Kyson, you can’t just mark her and lock her away in her room and leave her there,” Damian said, and l looked down at her in my arms.

hers, just not. It’s Claire’s old room; I can’t,” I told him before

stay with her. You will move back to your old quarters?”

I would. I know I can’t

you do not seem the least bit happy about that,” Damian

submit, she…” I shook my

your face. Are you sure that is the only reason you marked

leave it be,” he chuckled and shook

toward the fire chucking another log in it before walking into the bathroom, and I heard

on putting her to bed filthy and covered

know what you’re doing,” I

him, his lips tugging into a smirk. He knew exactly what he was doing, trying

snap at him before looking down at her. She was filthy, mud matted in her hair, and her porcelain skin now stained red. Blood drenched my chest, neck, and

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