Mated To The King’s Gamma By Jessica Hall

Chapter 19

For two days, Ivy was gone, and when Clarice told me she was on her way back, I remained by the front door for over an hour. I needed to ensure she was okay. I was excitedly bursting at the seams when I saw the limo pull in. The King said something to her before she rushed over and hugged me. I squeezed her tight, relieved she was okay.

Grabbing their luggage Ivy helped me haul it to the laundry room. “Abbie, I have something to tell you,” Ivy says, nudging me as we walk down the corridor. She had a guard following closely behind her.

“What?” I ask, glancing nervously at her. I see her lips tug up in the corners slightly before she leans into me. “The king wants me to be his mate,” she whispers, and I stop dead in my tracks.

“Mate, as in his mate, he wants to make you his Queen?” I asked her, and I blinked back tears.

“Means we will be free, we won’t have to go back, Abbie, we can stay here for good,’ she tells me.

“We can stay?” I ask as she grabs my arm, tugging me along. She smiles and nods, leaning her head on my shoulder as we walk through the kitchens.

“We can stay, we will have a home, and the King said he would get Gannon to change you. If you want to be turned, then we will be together forever, forever Abbie, we will have a home, a real one.” Ivy tells me, and I feel the warmth spread through my cheeks at the mention of Gannon.

“What’s wrong?” she asks as we load the clothes into the washers.

but are you sure Gannon will want

change you and do it

the washer when she leans in

you say

that he also asked Damian and him if he could have you

King is a good man, don’t you think?” I nibbled my lip but had to agree. He had done nothing that caused us harm, although he was a little intimidating. However,

the good news. I couldn’t help my excitement that I could stay with Ivy and that she would become the King’s mate. This was the best news we had received in eight years, and it was like

Clarice tells me, and I almost forgot with my excitement, and

King, has told me you are no longer his servant,” Clarice

chores,” Ivy tells her. Clarice looked at Ivy’s guard, who also didn’t know what to say. He only frowned. Ivy introduced him as Dustin, and he was silent. I already knew who he was; I had seen him sneaking into Liam’s room and Liam

on that uniform. Those here would treat you like a

just wear this, I guess; I will speak with the King later,” Ivy tells her. Clarice glances at the

I don’t want to be scolded for making you work.” Clarice tells her, and Ivy rocks on her heels excitedly. My heart soared, knowing I could spend the day with

if not work?” Ivy asked, and she was right. It would be bloody

Clarice answers, squeezing her shoulder gently and walking

became later, the guard stepped