His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Book 2. His Found Lyoan Luna. Chapter 20 

Denali and Mr. Crux talk amongst themselves while Cassandra digs her smokes out of her leather jacket.

“How could you, after everything you did to her?” | ask Cassandra. She pops her hip, lighting a smoke before stepping closer

“My husband is dead because of her. Your mate killed him. I now have to raise my kids without their father because of that bitch,” Cassandra spits at me. I growl, my canines slipping past my gums as anger courses through me. She turned to face the council members who were whispering amongst themselves behind me.

“She still commanded them, but I have one more question before we proceed.” I turn my head, and he steps closer.

“Did you know it was against the law to break a mate bond against their will?” Denali asks. My brows furrow, wondering why he was asking, yet the urge to answer hit me instantly.

“Yes,” I breathe.

“And you still did it?” Denali asks.

“He was hurting her, so yes,”

“Well then, regardless of whether the King commanded you, you knew better. Being his mate, you are capable of fighting his commands, therefore will be held accountable,” Cassandra smirks at his words puffing on her cigarette.

by the whip in Kendricks’s hand. My heart raced a little faster when Mr. Crux

abused your authority, so you will be punished. 1000 lashes, or until Cassandra deems fit,” he chucklės. “About time the King is held

just because you’re the King’s mate, that doesn’t give you the

abusing her,”

where is your

truth serum not 100 percent,” I spat back at him. He grips

the law. We uphold it. We were looking for a

my hair, yanking my

the king took

who you are. It will buy you some time, I didn’t want to

“What?”

the whip bite into my flesh, making me scream, hooks slashed up my spine and dug into my

in. My knees dragged across the ground from the force of the gate being pushed inward. I couldn’t see past them to see what was happening and didn’t care when the whip

of my skin, ripping my flesh away. My head hung limply, and all I could think about was the pain radiating through my back

could do was blink at the man’s head stuck between the bars. It took me

waist down was missing. My head rolls to the side, and I see the men in armor backing up, guns trained down the driveway as they fire. I thought my eyes were deceiving me when I

side of the gate, my eyes wide, and I felt sick to my stomach. I could hear screaming, and I turned my head to find it was Cassandra. Her hands cupped her mouth as she watched her pack getting torn to shreds. Suddenly I dropped to the ground, and I didn’t even realize someone was uncuffing me. My body was limp as I stared around at the slaughter. Hands grab me ripping me against someone’s chest. My back arches as I try to get the

I had a knife pressed to my throat by the person holding me