His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

He glanced between us both, and Liam pulled on his lovely floral apron while I grabbed one of the rubber ones hanging up outside the freezer room door.

“Bring him out,” I called to Liam, who obeyed, rubbing his hands together excitedly.

Liam unties him, and the moment he does, he runs, bolting out the door, but nothing a punch to the windpipe couldn’t fix. My fist connected with his Adams apple. He gasped, clutching his throat; l gripped his hair and slammed his head into the steel table. He drops to my feet, and Liam comes out shaking his head, clicking his tongue before kicking him in the ribs, making him grunt.

“Now listen here, pork chop; I am old and tired and just made over 100 pancakes, so do me a favor and climb up on the steel bench. My back is aching,” Liam tells him while tying the back of his apron.

“There must be some mistake; I don’t even know what I did. You have the wrong guy!”

“Is your name Doyle?” I ask, and he nods.

“Do you know a girl named Abbie?” I ask him, and his eyes widen.

“So you do know Abbie?” I ask, and he looks between us but shakes his head.

a lie, isn’t it? Because Mrs. Daley told us about you, and how you paid her to rape the girl, stole her innocence and all that.” Liam says, tilting his head

swear. If Abbie said I did, she is a liar. I know better than to take

The King would not lie or send me on

is a liar. Tell the King she is still pure; I know better!” My eyebrows raise. He thought the King would buy a s*x slave? Does he not know the King could have any woman he wanted? Not

I ask, and he nods, looking at me pleadingly. What the f**k is wrong with this

am a little confused. Are you Gannon? He is claiming to

her. She is just some w***e,” he says, and my blood boils at his words. My claws slashed down his face, slicing through to the bone before I grabbed

virginity. Buyers value that,” the man

are making your d***h more painful. Two things we hate, rapists and anyone that hurts children, and you did both those things. Now you will pay for your crimes in blood,” Liam growls before dragging his claws out of his leg. His screams echoed around us, shrill and loud as

bringing back the ropes he had tied this scumbag with. We flip

pants off while he cries and begs. Walking into the freezer, lyrics look for a broom, finding one in the back corner by the

scream as he gasped when I shoved the broom

ask him while I walk around the table. I grip his hair, yanking his head back. He panted, eyes wide, and l smiled when Liam gave the broom a jiggle, and he made a pained groan. I drop his head, and Liam walks over to the wall and pulls down