His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Abbie POV

My mind was still reeling with the fact Gannon had driven all the way here. How I had missed him, but I knew it was wrong to have feelings for another when you had a mate, betrayal. The worst sort of betrayal to the moon goddess to refuse the gift she had bestowed on us by giving us our mates.

Honestly, I never thought myself worthy of a mate, someone to love me unconditionally, until I met Kade. I missed him, and I wondered if it hurt him just as much as it did me when we were apart. For some reason though, as I unpacked the groceries Gannon had brought back and dropped on my doorstep.

I couldn’t wipe the goofy smile off my face as logo chewed on one of the strawberry clouds; he was always giving me candy at the castle. The fact he remembered these were my favorite had me smiling like an idiot before guilt sank in that I shouldn’t be thinking of Gannon, so I scolded myself for my reckless thoughts.

It had been days since I last saw him, and he never stayed long, only a few minutes before saying he had to get back to work. This place was quiet, sometimes too quiet for my troubled mind, and it made me miss

plus the clothes I came here wearing. Which we’re currently on the clothesline, having to hand wash them

time sleeping. The hunger always eased when I wasn’t awake to endure it, the same with the bond. Its longing and yearning for my mate made the heart hurt

that was slowly going down behind the trees. I split some sticks to make my pegs. Not even pegs were provided, and only half the clothesline still had wires. I couldn’t wait to finally be able to go to

the clothesline and hung them up the other way. Another half an hour and they would surely be dry, and I could iron them for tomorrow. Walking back inside, I stop when I hear the sound of tires on gravel, and my heart leaps with excitement, hoping it is Kade. When I turned around, it was the mysterious black Mustang parked at the end of the driveway again. I stare

today was different when I saw the car door swing open and a woman got out of the car. She was gorgeous, with curly long blonde hair half pulled up, she had sunglasses on covering her eyes, and she looked, high class. Everything about her screamed money. She walked around to the front of the car, her knee-high black boots crunching on the gravel as she leaned on the hood. She had

on the hood, and I waved to her, wondering if she was a pack member and if I should say hello, but Kade told me not to talk to anyone out here, so l remained where I was. She