His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Azalea POV The jostling sensation of movement woke me from my slumber. I had no idea how long I had been out, but the woozy feeling abated. The previous night’s memories slowly returned to me as I opened my eyes to find Kyson carrying me.

I let out a shaky breath, and he looked down at me in his arms. He pulls me higher, burying his face in my neck and inhaling deeply. Placing my hand on the side of his neck, he moves me, allowing me to wrap my legs around his waist and I lazed against him. His scent soothed my agitated nerves. I felt wired and jittery.

“Thank G*d,” Kyson breathes.

“I feel better,” I tell him, yawning. Yet anger coursed through the bond, and I pulled my face from his neck to look at him, feeling his aura angry like a storm.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him.

“Someone tried to poison you; I promise I will figure out who soon. Until then you are to remain with Dustin or me,” he says, and my brows furrow. Why would someone try to poison me? I had done nothing to anyone here. Although, I knew that should worry and scare me, I couldn’t seem to focus on that. My instincts were going berserk. No matter how much l tried to focus on what he was telling me, all I wanted to do was lick him.

Kyson carried me to our bedroom, and I was perfectly capable of walking but didn’t want him to let go, enjoying his warmth and scent. I rub the center of his chest with my hand, and Kyson chuckles.

“Something you want?” he asks, amused.

mate, and before I could stop myself, my teeth sank into his chest through his shirt, my claws slipping into his shoulder while the

hoisting me higher while I want to climb

mark while I am too fascinated by the taste of his skin, as I licked his neck. Kyson shudders, clutching

Abbie will be ringing this morning,” he says, moving toward the

legs around his waist, tugging him closer, my teeth sinking into his collarbone. He growls as my teeth break his skin and he starts to purr, the calling wrapping around me, and

presses his weight down on me, the calling making his chest vibrate against mine before rolling onto his back, pulling me on top of him. My lips go to his chest while hands move up and down my arms and sides while I mauled

he murmured, kissing the side of my mouth. Abbie, it had something to do with Abbie that was important; I

my teeth nick his neck. Yet my sole focus was on my need to mark

at my shoulder. I try to shake the fog, consuming me and muddling my thoughts. Kyson smashes me with the calling, and I melt against him, pressing my ear to his chest and listening to

said softly, the calling growing stronger and making my eyelids heavy.

focus. You can mark me afterward,” he purrs, kissing the top of my head. His finger stroked my hair. My claws were slipping out of his chest as his calling turned to

later, but calm,” he purrs, his fingers moving from my hair and trailing up and down my spine. I blink, fighting the urge to sleep, trying to fight the