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.

 

be a servant, you don’t even have to work if

 

 

are you so against

 

are nothing more than a

 

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

 

why can I

 

want a mate not a house cleaner,” he says, pinning

 

washing was in there too, and I sure as h**l don’t want one of the other servants cleaning up after me,” I tell him and he seems to

 

library or the kitchens,

 

I know what I am doing. Kitchens are full and the library? What use would I be

 

can come

 

my flats and socks. I sit on the edge of the bed, bending down to pull my socks on when Gannon snatches them from my hand kneeling

 

placing it on his knee and I sighed,

 

a servant either right?”

 

he says, looking up

 

always opening d**n doors and running

 

you think I do those things?” He chuckles, shaking his

 

just non-existent,” he laughs, lifting my other foot to put

 

those things because I like doing them

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