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 are too blind to see it, then you have no right being

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.

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

from me before turning back to the grave. Grabbing the scrubbing brush back, I tossed it in the bucket. The water splashed

Damian snarled

when I am dealing with her,”

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

out of my grip. “Ivy!” I snapped at her disobedience, reaching for her, about

not f*****g hurting her, now step back,” I ordered as she grabbed the scrubbing brush before she frantically started scrubbing. She hiccupped

and her tear marks etched into her skin like blood staining her hands. However, her following words made me realize something was wrong; I should have paid attention to the bond instead of my

k****d them. I loved her, and she k****d them. How could she love me and k**l them?” Ivy cried and l looked at the graves before looking back at her. I swallowed down the

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 error I made. Ivy was as much a victim as the rest of them, only she was a living one. She had to live

her, I grab her hands, dropping the scrubbing

am, I am. She made me, can’t you see?” Tears burned my eyes at seeing her so distraught

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