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.

still standing beside me. Though I already knew by

punished. 1000 lashes, or until Cassandra deems fit,” he

girl, just because you’re the King’s mate, that doesn’t give you the power to break the

was abusing her,” I scream

your proof?” Mr. Crux

not 100 percent,” I spat back at him.

it. We were looking for a reason to take him down, but

laughed. Mr. Crux grips my hair,

after the king took his sight,” I swallow, and my breathing

people are coming. Tell them who you are. It will buy you some time, I didn’t want

“What?”

bite into my flesh, making me scream, hooks slashed up my spine and dug into my shoulder, and my scream was deafening when he ripped them

loose. Kade’s pack starts running toward the fence, suddenly trying to get in. My knees dragged across the ground from the

painfully and on the verge of snapping under my weight. I feel the barbs tear out of my skin, ripping my flesh away. My head hung limply, and all I could think about was the pain radiating through my back when someone’s head was shoved through the iron-barred gates beside me. I blink deliriously, finding

out loudly, but all I could do was blink at the man’s head stuck between the bars. It took me

from the 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

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

later, the iron gates burst open, and I had a knife pressed to my throat by the person holding me as