His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Chapter 155

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 155 – Azalea POV

 

Everything was some big secret around here and it was driving me up the wall, yet at least they listened when I told them not to follow. I needed fresh air. I felt suffocated with everyone hovering constantly. It was driving me nuts.

 

However, it didn’t take long before Kyson was in my head. I shoved him out. I was a little shocked at how easy it was when angry. If only I could do that when I was not angry, I would have to practice.

 

When I walked out, I moved toward the fruit trees and saw Peter picking fruit with the gardener. He waved excitedly and I waved back while walking over to them. Peter jogs over to me and hugs me. “Hey, I haven’t seen you in days,” he states.

 

“Want to help pick fruit with us?” he asks, and I look around. I wanted to get as far away from the castle grounds as I was allowed.

 

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“Na. Do you want to go for a walk with me? I am hiding from my guards,” I chuckle. Peter looks over at the gardener, who shrugs and waves him off.

 

“Where do you want to walk?”

 

“I don’t know,” I tell him. “We could walk by the river. It is pretty high at the moment from the floods upstream coming down it,” he offers.

 

“Yeah, I am not fond of water,” I tell him.

 

“Oh, well, we could go to the stables. I am supposed to clean out the stables today but got hauled up to help pick b****y fruit,”

 

“Ah, I think I prefer the river walk to shoveling p**p,” I tell him, and he chuckles.

 

 

“It’s a date then,” he says, looping his arm through mine. We headed toward the river. Peter was right. The river was quite high and flowing fast. We sat down on the bank for a bit.

 

“So, how did you start working here?” I asked him.

 

and they used to be

 

“Where are your parents?”

 

every now then, but she doesn’t really have much to do with me. She prefers to pretend I don’t exist. I am her d***y little

 

“Your father?” he shrugs.

 

know his name, or so

 

your mother do?”

 

town. It’s easier to pretend I

 

Peter, that

 

good. My grandparents are good enough for me,”

 

race you back?” he says, offering me his hand. I take it and he

 

The last thing I need is to fall over or injure myself. Kyson would never let me leave the room and wrap

 

that probably isn’t Queenly,” Peter

 

instinctively to my barely-there bump. Peter’s eyes follow my hands

 

Are you pregnant?” he asks and my face heats and I

 

have made you trek through the forest,” he chuckled. Halfway back, we run into Trey. He nearly runs straight past us before skidding along the ground and coming to a stop. He

 

you are!” he says,

 

out

 

went for a walk,” Peter

 

will take her back. Shouldn’t you be in the stables?” he asks, giving Peter a pointed look. Peter rolls his eyes and wanders off. Trey falls in line with me and we

 

from the castle,

 

mind-link,” I

 

one you have been blocking for the past hour? The King is on his way home and he is not happy,” Trey tells me, holding some ferns aside for me. I sighed but

 

I heard the sickening crack as my ankle broke and something went through the bottom of my foot. My scream echoed off the trees and Trey grabs me under the

 

Trey trying to break the log open as he pulled the rotted

 

he snaps a chunk off, freeing my foot a little more. Only when he goes to pull my leg out, does it catch, and I become covered in a cold

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