Chapter 43

Gannon POV

“Up, get out of bed.” Liam says, clapping his hands loudly. I tug my pillow over my head, trying to go back to sleep, when he strips the blanket back off the bed. “Oh la la, what have we here? Sleeping in the buff, I see, me likey,” he says moments before his hand slaps my ass. The slap of his hand branded my ass, and I could feel every damn finger seared into my backside.

I snarl, rolling over onto my back and glaring at him. “Liam, you fucking Twat!” I hiss, rubbing my ass that I could feel was welted. “Get out of my room

“No, can do. I have a job to do, and you are coming with me.” he declares. I groan, reaching for my blanket and tugging it back up, and rolling back onto my stomach.

“Go annoy Dustin or Damian,” I tell him when he snatches my blanket, ripping it completely off the bed this time.

“Up, or I will make use of that ass by turning it into my personal cum dumpster.” Liam snaps and I snarl, sitting up and tossing my legs over the side of the bed while he strolls over to my drawers, grabbing clothes out and tossing them at me.

I snatch them, slipping them on. “And where are we going?” I ask.

“Anywhere but this room. I am sick of watching you sulk,” Liam says. Great, he woke me for no damn reason. I yank my shirt over my head.

“Has Abbie called you?” I ask him as I slip my sneakers on. Glancing up at him, he shakes his head.

“When was the last time you spoke to her?”

ago, a week, maybe more,” I shrug while placing

will realize what sort of man he is,” Liam says. Grabbing my belt from off the bedside table,

we follow the stairs. I had no idea where he

wants me to find all the archives on the Azalea Landeena,” Liam tells me, and I nod. We had a sneaking suspicion Ivy

for nothing. He believed she was the daughter of infamous serial killer Marrissa Talbot, but

mentioned to Damian a few times that I thought something was off with how she acted. She acted more like a Lycan instinct-wise than a werewolf. Kyson, however, refused to listen to us. Until

anything and everything on the Landeena’s and

and go through them quickly before deciding to show them to Damian to see if they are of any use. Unfortunately, we barely scratched a dent in the cell. It was almost inaccessible, and it was stacked high to the ceilings

tried to call Abbie before, eventually. We were on patrol until late at night. Liam,

the bathroom to shower. I

I snarled through gritted teeth. Liam exhales loudly before

Abbie,” Liam states, and I sigh,

to get involved,” I tell him, placing the photos

to tell her about killing her aunty?” I swallow, glancing away at

you going to tell the King

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her plans. What is the point of dragging up the past? Nothing good ever comes of

be mad that you killed the woman and her

part in it or

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