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.

too blind to see it, then you have no right being her mate,” she snarled at me. My fist smacked down on the bench,

Stop punishing her for the crimes of her 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. She did most of the raising since mum was always busy being Queen, but that didn’t

growl when I 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.

I snarled, “D**n it, Ivy, look at your hands.”. But she snatched it back from me before turning back to the grave. Grabbing the scrubbing brush back, I tossed it in the bucket. The water splashed against her, and I noticed a few of

snarled through

don’t interfere when I am dealing with her,” I ordered,

out here? You disobeyed me,” I snapped at her before bending down and gripping her arms. She

managed to yank out of my grip. “Ivy!”

step back,” I ordered as she grabbed the scrubbing brush before she frantically started scrubbing. She

hands. However, her following words made me realize something was wrong; I should have paid attention to the bond instead of my anger, though that was still there

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 as she tried to clean the tombstone. Clarice’s words came

not her mother,” Clarice is right. Her 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 help her. Looking at her like this, I could see the

her hands, dropping

me, can’t you see?” Tears burned my eyes at

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