His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Chapter 114

Kyson POV

I had n idea what came over me; I almost attacked her. Her heat is still intense despite her no longer suffering its effects. I didn’t mean to snap at her, but I would have bent her over my desk if she didn’t leave. It took twenty minutes before I calmed enough to shift back. I snatch the bottle of whiskey off the lamp table and swig from it.

“You b****y idiot, are you trying to get yourself k****d!” I snap at him.

“I’m sorry, I thought you had control, or I wouldn’t have grabbed her,” I click my tongue and curse, shaking my head before tipping the bottle to my lips.

“Just let me explain to her,” Damian says and I shake my head. “No, I want her to give herself to me when she wants to, not because she feels forced because my life is at risk,” I tell him.

“Kyson?”

“The injection only lasts two days. We have some leeway. Azalea will change her mind,” I tell him, not so sure she would.

“And if she doesn’t?” I bite the inside of my lip.

“She will,”

“If she doesn’t, I tell her,” he snarls, and I growl at him.

“You d*e, then what? You let her live with that guilt. No one can protect her the way you do, Kyson. Think it through.”

“I don’t want her to feel obligated,” I tell him.

“I won’t let you d*e, and neither will she!” he snaps. Damian tosses me some pants and a shirt, realizing l was still naked. I take them, slipping them on and doing up the buttons. “We should leave. I want to get back before tomorrow,”

“We shouldn’t go, not while you’re like this,”

grabbing my wallet off the desk and stuffing it into my pocket. I push the

room tilted and slanted, making me stumble. My hand goes out, catching myself on the wall before I pass out. A cold sweat causes sweat to bead on

mate. When Damian grips my upper arm, I blink, trying

off. “I’m fine, we will be gone only 12 hours max, plenty of time, and by the time

disapprovingly but says nothing as long

should be here before

Azalea POV

door. I

called out from the other side of the door. I worried my lip between my teeth as I got to my feet and walked over to the

tea. The King doesn’t trust anyone to bring your food to you, so you will sit with Clarice,” Trey tells me, and I nod, slipping out the door. I followed behind him as he led me

to the jams and spreads, and I nod before grabbing a butter knife. Clarice hands Trey a salad sandwich while I make

and bread away while Clarice fussed I shouldn’t be cleaning. Ignore her before we all stand in awkward silence. Clarice kept glancing at Trey, and so did I after what Dustin told me. He must have noticed the tension because he swallowed down a bite of

on my face?” Shaking my head, I

me outside?” Clarice asked. Smiling, I nodded. Anything was

wants her to remain in her room,” Trey

He has no reason to worry,” Clarice

told Damian that when I took over from Dustin. Not like she can drive on out here to go after her friend.” Trey chuckles. Clarice’s eyebrows furrow

drive,” I

is to drive out the front gates. Unless you used the back exit, but no one goes

down on her plate and places a hand on

to give her ideas?” Clarice asked, raising an eyebrow

of course not. And she said it herself she couldn’t drive. Besides, there are guards at the front gate. She would never get past them. I was just saying he was worrying for no reason!” Trey

as they stare at each other. “Is everything

do with that. I get you don’t like me, but I would never place you in harm’s way, my Queen. Dustin

“Pardon?” I ask.

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