His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Chapter 170

Book 2. Mig Found Lycan Luna Chapter 45 

Once Kyson was sure Katrina had both Alphas under control, he escorted me back to the Limo and I climbed in the back and slid across the seat. My hands shook with adrenaline and I felt a little giddy. The feeling wearing off as the car started. I glanced out the window as the bus and the cars followed, however the bus headed down a different street, as the orphanage street was too narrow for the bus, with its low-hanging trees to fit. We slow a little as the orphanage comes into view out my window.

That place will never hurt anymore children. I unclip my seatbelt and tap on the window. Trey wound the glass window down and I told them to stop. The car does and one of the other cars follows after the bus, while the other three stop behind us.

I open my door when Kyson grips the back of my pants. “You don’t need to go back in there. There is nothing there for you anymore,” he whispers, but I wanted no remnants of this place.

“I know,” I tell him and he lets me go and sighs. I climb out as do the guards, taking positions around the cars. Trey comes over to me.

“What’s wrong?” I shake my head, moving toward Liam as he steps out of the car.

“Have you got a lighter?” I ask knowing he smoked. He lifts an eyebrow at me.

“Terrible habit. Shouldn’t smoke when up the duff,” he tells me and I roll my eyes and hold my hand out for the lighter.

“I’m not smoking.” I tell him, and he pulls a packet out before lighting a smoke.

“Since we have stopped,” he says, handing me the lighter. I step over the gate, and Kyson grips my arm.

“What are you doing?”

the outside of the building to the small garden shed out the back. Kyson follows but just watches me as I reach above the low hanging tin roof

and see a red jerrycan. I grab it off the small shelf and shake it to find it had a bit of fuel left in it for the mower. I crack the lid and the fumes confirm it is indeed petral. Stepping

not playing

tell him,

to nothing

likes playing with fire.” he

inside the small shed when Liam clears his throat

he says and I look at him over my shoulder to see him rummage

“Ah, and this,” he says, dropping a pistol in my hand. Kyson growls, snatching it

“Liam!” he scolds him.

covered in blood. He sniffs it and pulls a face. “I was wondering what that smell was!” Liam mutters, chucking the apron over his shoulder and rummaging around

shit!” Liam says, dumping his apron and taking the knife from me and his pistol from Kyson.

Liam skips like a kid to the back door. He gives a ninja cry, before kicking

Liam with the jerrycan in hand. Trey nods for me to

needs a psych evaluation,” Trey mutters to me and nudges me with his elbow. I laugh, following Trey back out the front with the guards

of the guard’s, who pulls his phone out. Leaning against the hood of the limo, I listen to Liam singing at the top of his lungs inside the house. I also hear glass shattering before he comes to the

I tell Trey as Kyson comes out, shaking his head. He reeked of petrol fumes. Kyson stops

the room on fire, with the lighter he stole from Kyson.

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