His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Chapter 152

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 152 – Abbie POV

 

I felt sick knowing Cassandra’s life was in my hands. Gannon groans sitting up on the couch he usually slept on. I tried to take the couch but he always refused. He stretches and his back cracks before he turns his head, cracking his neck and making my guilt worse. I set his clothes on the bed having pulled on my uniform already when he noticed me.

 

“What are you doing?” Gannon growled seeing the servant’s uniform I was wearing. I look down at it, flattening the front. I had pulled a black long sleeve skivvy on underneath it since the blouse opened a little along the neckline revealing my mauled shoulder.

 

“I can’t sit in this room all day, Gannon. I want to work,” I tell him as he comes over to me. He starts tugging at the blouse but I smack his hands away.

 

“You want to work? Fine, but not in this uniform. You aren’t a servant,” he growls.

 

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“What does it matter if I am a servant or not? Clarice is a servant! Do you think so little of her too?” I ask him and he seems taken aback by my words.

 

“What? Of course not, Abbie. A job is a job no matter the status, I just don’t want you in that d**n uniform!” he snaps tugging at the buttons and undoing them.

 

“Gannon stop it! I am wearing it. Now leave me be!” I snap at him. He presses his lips in a line but puts his hands up in surrender.

 

“You don’t have to wear that,”

 

“I know,” I tell him.

 

you don’t

 

 

are you so against this

 

are nothing more than a servant. I don’t want you serving me like I am one your

 

bed where I set his clothes out, and bite my lip as he walks over to

 

I smell bleach?”

 

mate not a house cleaner,” he says, pinning me with his intense

 

do that sort of thing. They clean up after each other. Geez, Gannon, my d***y washing was in there too, and I sure as h**l don’t want one of the other servants cleaning up after me,”

 

in the library or the kitchens, or,”

 

work as a servant. I know what I am doing. Kitchens are

 

you can come

 

puppy. I don’t see what the big deal is,” I tell him, walking over and grabbing my flats and socks. I sit on the edge of the

 

on his knee and

 

know I don’t want a servant

 

he says, looking up at

 

shoes on. “And you are always opening d**n doors and running my baths. I can’t read that doesn’t mean I can’t

 

things?” He chuckles,

 

Apparently it is just non-existent,” he laughs, lifting my other foot to put the

 

because I like doing

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