His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Chapter 175

Book 2 His Found Lyca Luna Chapter 50
Trigger warning!! Read at your own risk!! Azalea gets injured!!
“Liam!” I hissed, rushing to Peter. Sweat glistened on his forehead and his hands clenched into fists on the steps.
“Did you remove the scents from the King and Queen’s room?” Liam asks, and I gape at him.
“Liam! He is a child! Drop your command!” | snarled at him as Peter gripped my arm, looking at me pleadingly with tears in his eyes. “Kyson!”I call through the link before Liam’s voice pulls me back when he addresses me.
“My Queen, every day he cleans the same stairs. Why would Clarice send him to do the same ones every day?” Liam says before his eyes move to Peter again.
“No. No. I didn’t.” Peter gasps.
“Didn’t what? Why were you up here yesterday?” Liam asks, motioning for me to come to him, but Peter clutched me tightly. “Don’t let him hurt me,I did nothing,” Peter begged while clutching my dress and arm, like I was his lifeline.
“What’s going on?” Kyson asks through the link, sounding frantic.

“I.. I don’t know Liam is accusing Peter,”
“Peter, accusing him of what?” but Liam’s booming voice makes me jump before I could answer. Trey growls at him behind me.
“Answer me!” Liam commands, taking another step down. Liam’ s eyes go to Peter’s hands clutching onto me.
“Liam, calm down; he is just a boy,” Trey says…
“And the boy will answer,” Liam growls back.
“To bring lunch up and help Clarice with what you asked of her. I didn’t touch the clothes or anything in the room. Clarice wouldn’ t let me. She made me stand at the door while she passed me baskets,” Peter blurts out under the command unable to fight his aura any longer.
“Why the same stairs?”
“Clarice said to clean ones where she could see me,” Peter blurts.
“Clarice said to clean them?” Liam asks.
“Well, not specifically these stairs. Just where she could see me if she left the kitchen. These are the closest steps,”
“So, why did you choose these steps?” Liam asks, stepping down another step toward him.
“Liam! enough!” I tell him.
“No. I was just thinking. And out of everyone that has been
questioned, Peter never has been,” Liam says, his eyes darting
to Peter holding me again, and then to the tool bucket on the step in front of him. The closer he got, the stronger the scent of liquor I could smell emanating off Liam. He was drunk.
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