His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Liam smacked my chest, which is what woke me, and I was instantly alert as I saw the town limits as he drove in.

“Orphanage first,” I tell him, and he nods, heading straight for it. I leaned over into the back, tugging my jacket out of the bag. The morning air was a little chilly this morning. We pulled up out of the front of the building.

The place needed to be condemned, though someone had built a ramp for the old b***h to get in now that she would spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair. However, she wouldn’t have to worry about the future because hers ends today.

He pulls over to the curb, and I climb out of the car, shutting the door gently. No children were awake; lyrics could tell because no noise came from the place. So l knew that everyone was still tucked into their beds. l step over the small brick fence out the front and hear Liam open the trunk.

“Not needed here; there are children here,” I tell him.

“So what are we doing here, then?” he asks.

“Grabbing the old bat, getting a name and leaving,” I tell him, and he sighs but shuts the trunk. I continue to the door and knock, waiting to see if anyone answers. No one does, but it was only early, so I wouldn’t be surprised if Mrs. Daley was the only adult here. Walking around the back of the building, however. I found the back door unlocked and shook my head. Stepping inside, it was colder inside the orphanage than it was outside.

“F**k, it’s like the artic in here,” Liam snarls.

“I’m assuming she would no longer live upstairs,” I tell him, looking at the beaten spiral staircase.

the old bat grew wings and

him, walking through the bottom level, looking for where she may have had her room moved to. It was the sounds of banging around that alerted me to which one. It sounded like she fell out of bed, and her annoying screeching voice as she cursed made my upper

Liam chuckled, and her head snapped u to look at us from where she was trapped beside her bed, her wheelchair overturned. Her eyes

done enough?” she said, visibly

it quick. All I need is a name,” I tell her, gripping her shoulders while Liam turns the wheelchair upright. I lift her, dropping her into

tea, love? You look rather parched. I make an

me when

children?” told her, following behind as he took her to the kitchen. Liam zips around the kitchen, and I shake my head. He liked the theatrics, and I

What did the king order you to do to me?”

before flicking the kettle on. “The children will be up any minute; I have

reach the bench. What use would you be in a kitchen?” Liam asks her and her eyes p***k

be put out of your misery, so you answer honestly I will make it quick, you don’t,” Liam turns quickly, plunging a knife into her hand, his other hand clamping over her mouth as her eyes widen

her, folding my arms over my chest and glaring at her. She wheezed, her withered old face bright red as she stared at her hand, the knife

forgot,” Liam

scream, the sound shrill, as it quickly dies out when he waves the knife in front of her face. He then cleans it on the apron around