Mated To The King’s Gamma By Jessica Hall

Chapter 27

Abbie POV

Walking in, Ivy looked defeated, and I rushed to her side, I wanted to tuck her close and run away with her. It was only hours ago that we were mucking around while I did my chores. She was excited about the King’s return and had rushed off to see him the moment he returned, only for me to run into her, looking heartbroken and overall broken.

I couldn’t fathom how everything turned so sour. Though I should haven’t been so foolish to believe that anything would go right for us. We were forever doomed to be nothing more than filthy rogues. Though I wished I had the power to help her.

Though on the walk down, I had made up my mind that we would run the first chance we got.

“I had a cake made, but I couldn’t carry it down,” Clarice tells her.

“You should have seen it, Ivy. Clarice did a good job. We spent all day making it,” I tell her before frowning. I wanted to cheer her up, but clearly, the cake was from her mind.

“You enjoy it then,” she tells me.

“We can’t stay long; Gannon is right; the King is on the warpath, but I couldn’t let you go without wishing you happy birthday.” Clarice says, placing the blue cupcake in her hand. Clarice lights it with a match, and I stare at the flickering flame.

“Blow it out and make a wish,” Clarice tells her. Ivy blows the candle out without excitement or light in her eyes. I was so excited to help Clarice; it was all for nothing. I smiled sadly and kissed her knee, giving her hand a squeeze from where I sat beside her.

Clarice asks, a

be free,” Ivy tells her,

Anything but that, she can’t wish for that. This was supposed to

it’s a good wish,” Clarice

in death,” I tell her. I knew precisely what Ivy meant by those words. Clarice looked

me? I will not watch my Queen die. I have buried enough of them,” Clarice says before

me, not that she had a choice being locked in the room with me, but I at least still had her by my side. I wondered if maybe I could convince Gannon

have been trying to grasp air with how useless my attempts to cheer

Maybe he can convince the King to let me stay here with you,” I tell her my chances of even getting close to the King’s quarter

stay in the castle; you don’t need to be punished too,” she

to go,” Gannon calls out softly, and embarrassment courses through me, and I know my cheeks turn a little

I didn’t want to go. She doesn’t deserve to be out here with farm

try to come back. If I don’t, I will tomorrow,” I tell her, rushing back to the door. I looked up at Gannon

tells me before reaching for a lock of my auburn hair. He twirls it

Chapter 27

hoping to find Damian to see if he would grant me permission to stay with Ivy for the night. The thought of her shifting with no one

talking to one of the guards before he