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

changes me, I will ask him how to change

she leans in next to me. “I think Gannon

say

also asked Damian and him if he could

I nibbled my lip but had to agree. He had done nothing that caused us harm, although he was a little intimidating. However, before I could agree, Clarice

with Ivy and that she would become the King’s mate. This

Clarice tells me, and I almost forgot with my excitement, and I rush to grab my

has told me you are no longer his servant,” Clarice says, making us

who also didn’t know what to say. He only frowned. Ivy introduced him as Dustin, and

sorry, Ivy, but unless the King allows it, I can’t let you put on that uniform. Those here would treat you like a servant in that uniform, and I don’t want any staff killed for that mistake,” Clarice explains. Ivy looks at me, and

tells her. Clarice glances at the guard nervously, thinking she will get in trouble. Dustin shrugs, and Clarice sighs, wiping a hand down

scolded for making you work.” Clarice tells

asked, and she was right. It would be bloody boring sitting in my room all day. I would rather work, and I

squeezing her shoulder gently and

the guard stepped away from the wall in