His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Book 2. His Found Lycan Luna Chapter 14 

“I don’t look at you with pity, Abbie. I know who you are, and that is all I see. I see you, and this is not you. You are better than them. I see the girl I am willing to die beside, the girl I jumped with, the girl that kept me going when she wanted to give up herself, and you are not giving up, more than my life Abbie. I am here, and you staying right here with me, you go I go, so which is it, are you jumping because if you are, I am jumping with you,”

“You have a mate and are Queen, so don’t say that. I am nothing compared to you,” she says and I hear in her voice how much she truly believed that.

“You are everything to me. You always have been. My title doesn’t change that, and you have Gannon and will be my Beta, so don’t tell me you are nothing because the only reason I am still here for any of this is because of you,”

Abbie chuckles and shakes her head but lifts it placing it against the wall. “I am a werewolf. You are Lycan, I can’t be your Beta, and I wouldn’t know the first thing about being a beta.”

“You think I know how to be Queen?” I laugh, sitting up to look at her.

“I can’t even read, but we have people here that will help us. I have Kyson. You have Gannon, and me.”

“Yeah, until he tosses me aside, when I can’t give him what he wants,”

“He wants to change you and mark you. He isn’t going anywhere, and even if he does, I am still right here,” | tell her.

“You would change me?” she asks.

“Wouldn’t think twice about it, but we may have to ask how though, because I am not sure how to,” | chuckle, and so does she before her smile falls.

“Who would have thought freedom would be worse than the chains that restricted us,” she whispers.

“Freedom isn’t something given, Abbie. It’s a mindset. Only we can free ourselves,”

“Do you feel free?” she asks, and I sigh.

“I don’t know, but I know we aren’t the orphan rogues anymore. I don’t know who I am either, but I am determined to find out, and I prefer we find out together,” I tell her and she swallows.

than my

my life,” I

neither of us heard him come in, and I swipe my hand down the glass to find him leaning against the

shaking her head beside

have you been

leaving,” he tells

told you I am not going.”

can’t stay in here, love. So please.” Gannon begs, crouching down in front of us when he opens the door. I look to Abbie, who makes herself smaller like she was trying to hide

and I see the blacked-out mirror

my arms and the backs of my legs, yet the front of

caused her more pain because the scars would heal, but the marks on her heart,

room, she needed to know she had nothing to be ashamed of. Her scars couldn’t be hidden by clothes like mine could, but

she whispers,

was right, and by the way she scrubbed her skin raw, I knew she felt dirty, felt on display by the marks

lines once healed. To me, though, she was still beautiful. I remember the shame I felt when the King asked me to

understood that, that I did understand, and I hated mine too. Hated

mutilated me. It is one thing, everyone here knowing another

It was so weird trying to feel for him

do you feel

hates her body.” I tell

and my face heated as hot

this feeling. Where are you?” The

shower with

“I see.”

that. I have clothes

“But what?”

to