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,”

him, grabbing my wallet off the desk and stuffing it into my pocket. I push the doors open and walk out toward the front of the castle. I needed to be away from her for a little while,

room tilted and slanted, making me stumble. My hand goes out, catching myself

to hurt my mate. When Damian grips my upper arm, I blink, trying to force the effects

fine, we will be gone only 12 hours max, plenty of time, and by the time we get back, the m********n should be nearly worn off,” I

growls disapprovingly but says nothing as long start

on his way back. He should be

Azalea POV

when I heard a knock on the door. I

my lip between my teeth as I got to my feet and walked

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 toward the kitchens. Once I stepped in, Clarice made some sandwiches and smiled warmly

out. You can see it all sealed,” she says, pointing to the jams and spreads, and I nod before grabbing a butter knife. Clarice

spread 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

food on my face?” Shaking my head, I turn

Clarice asked. Smiling, I nodded. Anything was better than

remain in her room,” Trey

will deal with the King. He has no reason to worry,” Clarice

she can drive on out here

drive,” I

one way out is to drive out the front gates. Unless you used

plate and places a hand on

ideas?” Clarice asked,

front gate. She would never get past them. I was just saying he was worrying for no

they stare at each other. “Is everything okay?” Trey asked, glancing at us

with that. I get you don’t like me, but

“Pardon?” I ask.

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