His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Gannon POV

Liam came with me. I had to make sure whoever I brought with me had a strong stomach to handle what I had planned for the b*****d that touched my Abbie.

Liam was part of the guard, and the man had an iron gut, but half the time, you never realized he was there; the man was silent as the night when he wanted to be. He was also just as fucked up in the head as me, probably why we got along so well. He was also the only person who knew my mate before I came to work as Kyson’s personal guard.

I never spoke about my past. It haunted me, but out of everyone, Liam and I had no secrets; he even helped me cover up what I did. Kyson was aware something had happened, yet I don’t think he truly knows what or who she was to me.

Kyson, Damian, and Liam were my best friends, but I knew some things Kyson and Damian would look at me poorly for, especially after what I did to her, so I never told them. However, I was pretty sure they suspected something was up because I never showed interest in looking for my mate, and that was because I had already found her.

I met Sia twenty years ago, and she was a normal she- wolf. She rejected me the same day I met her. The only issue was. Lycans can’t be rejected. The bond doesn’t just go away for us. The bond doesn’t end until one is d**d.

Even so, it took twenty years after her d***h for the bond to d*e out completely, something I never thought would happen. I assumed I was stuck with longing for a bond that didn’t want me and was d**d and buried for her betrayal. A betrayal I couldn’t look past. I held out hope she would come to her senses. That was when I learned werewolves could reject their mates. One difference between our species became so obvious to me the day she did it.

Ironic, she could reject me and feel nothing toward me while I would be left pining for her and feeling her betrayal. After a year of it, I k****d her. Liam here helped me destroy the evidence. And I knew Kyson and Damian would have forgiven me for it or convinced me to hold off longer, but I didn’t want their pity; I didn’t want their concern when it wasn’t needed; I had it handled.

detached from everyone. The only time I felt anything was when Kyson would send me to

l thought

I looked over at the man. He had a massive scar down one side of his face that went from his hairline to his chin. Liam was almost blind in that

be in his mid-thirties, but he was nearly 90 years old, still young considering how old I was. Not that

him as he unrolled his

asked as he ran his thumb down the blade and

butcher when we find out

will feel when he realizes it will be his meat

mutt son know we are

but I have the paperwork if they kick up a

asked, and I snorted

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did he do to the