His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Chapter 72

Kyson POV

Clarice lied to me; she knew where lvy was, but she did not check in like she was supposed to, which infuriated me.

“Where is she?” I snapped at her, and she took a step back from me.

“Outside helping Peter,” Clarice told me.

“I will deal with you when I get back,” I said, turning toward my guards.

“F*****g find her,” I ordered them, and they took off.

“She isn’t doing anything wrong, my King; she is only helping clean the graves,” Clarice said in Ivy’s defense. Hearing that only infuriates me further.

“You let the daughter of their k****r, clean their graves, the disrespect, Clarice, f*****g think,” I roared at her, and she narrowed her eyes at me before pointing an accusing finger at me.

you, you do not speak to me like that. That girl is not her mother, and if you are too blind to see it, then you have no right being

mother. She didn’t k**l Claire,” I growled at the mention of my sister’s name, and I felt the urge to shift rush through every cell in my body, making my skin vibrate. Turning on my heel, I walked out before l hurt the woman. She was right about helping raise me. Clarice was more my mother than my real one.

don’t see them grabbing her. Searching the rows, I find her at the last one and stop beside her. I growl, and she looks up when I notice her hands. Her fingertips were bleeding, and she was covered in mud, the heat emanating off her skin

at your hands.”. But she snatched it back from me before turning back to the grave. Grabbing the scrubbing brush

snarled through

I am

covering for you. Why are you out here? You disobeyed me,” I snapped at her before bending down and gripping her arms. She turned to d**d weight in my

growled at her. Trying to drag her toward the castle, but she started thrashing and managed to yank out of my grip. “Ivy!” I snapped at her disobedience, reaching for

as she grabbed the scrubbing

staining her hands. However, her following words

me and k**l them?” Ivy cried and l looked at the graves before looking back at her. I swallowed down the emotion that tried to choke me upon seeing her frantically scrub the skin off her fingers

mother never shed tears over the lives she took. Ivy was not that sort of monster, and the guilt on her face was proof of that. I didn’t know how to

her, I grab her hands, dropping the scrubbing brush. “You’re

you see?” Tears burned my eyes at seeing her

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