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.

Mrs. Daley told us about you, and how you paid her to rape the girl, stole

I never took that, I swear. Mrs. Daley lied. I never took the girl’s virginity; she is still pure, I swear. If Abbie said I did, she is a liar. I know better than to take

do you mean?” Liam asked, as confused as me. The King would not

buy ruined goods. I heard how the Lycan King took her in; she is still pure, I swear. If she is saying she isn’t, she is a liar. Tell the King she is still pure; I know

f**k is wrong with this man? lyrics thought I was fucked in the head, but he

is claiming to know better, but rape is

boils at his words. My claws slashed down his face, slicing through

up. I left her virginity. Buyers value that,” the man begged. Liam’s claws sink

care if you hurt her. But keep talking; you 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 Liam pulled

tell Liam, who walks off into the freezer. He returns, bringing back the ropes he had tied this scumbag with. We flip onto his stomach before binding his hands and feet to the legs of the table. He thrashed and

in the back corner by the grate and drain in the floor. Grabbing it, I walked back out, and Doyle was

lifted, his mouth wide open on a silent scream as he gasped when I shoved the

broom a jiggle, and he made a pained groan. I drop his head, and Liam walks over to the wall and pulls down a bone saw,