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

fly alright,” I tell 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 lip pull back over my teeth as

haven’t even touched her, and she already s**t herself,” Liam chuckled, and her head snapped u to look at us from where she was trapped beside her bed, her wheelchair overturned. Her

done enough?”

tell her, gripping her shoulders while Liam turns the wheelchair upright. I lift her, dropping her into the seat, and she

about a nice cup of tea, love? You look rather parched. I make an outstanding brew,” Liam says, grabbing the handles and

she says, flinching as she passes me when I hold the door

kitchen. Liam zips around the

What did the king order you to

putting it on before flicking the kettle on. “The children will be up any minute; I have to start making their breakfast soon,” she

you can’t even reach the bench. What use would you be in a kitchen?” Liam asks her and her eyes

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

and glaring at her. She wheezed, her withered old face bright red as she stared at her hand,

right, forgot,” Liam says, ripping it

sound shrill, as it quickly dies out when he waves the knife