Mated To The King’s Gamma By Jessica Hall

Chapter 62

Abbie

Gannon had told me Azalea had been hurt because of me and all the way home I worried. Well, he didn’t say because of me, but that is sure what it felt like. She wouldn’t have been put in that situation if it wasn’t for me. She would never have endured what she did if I had listened and never gone with Kade. It ground my gears that even though he was dead, my past with him was haunting me from beyond the grave, that there were still repercussions from everything.

Gannon’s phone starts ringing, and I glance at where it sat. Damian’s face popped up on the screen, and Gannon pulled the car over to answer it. I wondered what bad news we would get this time because if Damian was calling instead of mind linking meant it was important. When he was mind-linked about the council, he nearly ran us off the road, so maybe that is why Damian was calling this time instead?

Gannon got out of the car and sat on the hood talking on the phone, he glanced nervously back at me through the window before turning away from me, and I could hear his voice rising, but he walked off so I couldn’t hear the conversation.

We were pulled over on a highway. Cars zipped past, making the car shake. Gannon runs a hand through his hair before turning around to look back at the car. Leaning over the back seat, I grab his jacket. The temperature had dropped, and it was windy outside of the car. I pull it on and climb out. I wanted to stretch my legs anyway. We had been in the car for hours, and my ass was going numb from sitting so long.

I stretched my arms above my head before walking around the front of the car while Gannon moved further away, talking angrily to Damian. I lean against the hood of his car and watch him, catching the end of his conversation.

“You should have just killed her. You could undo everything I have done, just get rid of her and be done with it,” Gannon snaps, hanging up the phone. He growls, turning to face me. I rummage in his jacket pocket, finding some red sugar clouds. He always had candy on him. Yeti don’t ever see him eat it. I shrug more for myself. I giggled, opening the little bag and pulling one out while he lit up a smoke.

“Everything alright?” I ask him, and he nods.

“It will be,” he says, wandering over to me.

“You found my stash?” he laughs, pointing to the red sugary clouds in my hand. I smile, popping another in my mouth.

“You always have them, yet you never eat them?” I chuckle. The tips of my fingers turned red from digging them out of the bag. Sugar coated my lips, and I quickly licked them, savoring the sweet taste.

“I don’t like sweets,” he laughs.

“Then why buy them?” I ask.

“I buy them for you. I know they’re your favorite,” he says, and I let out a breath.

“What?” he asks.

“Nothing, you had me worried for a second, I thought,” I shake my head, not understanding why my mind went there.

“You thought what?” He asks

“Nothing, it was a stupid thought, just don’t worry about it,” I tell him. His brows furrow, and he draws back on his smoke, watching me before blowing a smoke cloud in the air.

“How much further?” I asked him.

“About three hours. Why, anxious to get away from me?” he chuckles.

“No!”

“Come on then, let’s go,” he says, holding out his hand. I slide off the hood, and he walks around, opening my door. I shook my head at him, and I wasn’t sure if he just liked opening doors or thought I didn’t know-how. I shake my head and climb into the car. We drove, listening to the radio for a while. He was suddenly very quiet, and his aura was all over the place.

I pull the candy from my pocket again, and he glances at me. “What were you thinking before?” he asked, and I looked at him. He points to the bag in my hand. I didn’t want to answer, suddenly feeling ashamed for even thinking about it, I know Gannon, and he isn’t that sort of monster.

“What did Damian want earlier?” I asked instead.

“I’ll answer when you do?” he retorts, and I sigh. I look out the window watching the scenery go by.

“So?” he asks. I shrug, turning back to look at him.

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“When Azalea and I were little, the butcher used to offer us candy to help him in the basement. We never did. He always gave us strange vibes. We always thought there was something off with him, so when he would ask, we used to tell him Mrs. Daley gave us chores, which she did anyway, so it wasn’t technically a lie.”

“You thought I was a creep?” he asks appalled, as he should be, no one would like being thought of that way which made me feel guilty yet as soon as he said it for some reason that memory came to me.

“No, just when you said you didn’t eat candy it came to mind, it’s just where my mind went for some reason,”

“Well, I am definitely not a pedophile. That I can assure you, and do you mean Doyle, that same butcher?” I cringe hearing his name but nod, looking back out the window. All that seemed like a lifetime ago, yet at the same time I would always remember every detail, remember it like it was yesterday, it only needed the right thing to trigger it and bring to the forefront of my mind.

now. You don’t have to worry about him,” Gannon says,

meat down to the freezers. I shouldn’t have gone down there. We always made sure we were never around and made

did you?” Gannon

There was nothing left over. Mrs. Daley said if I helped him stack the freezers, we could eat with the rest of the children, so I went down there. If she said I would have got lashings if I didn’t,

make it

fed us. We had a bowl of rice to share. Both of us were starving, yet neither of us touched it. That was the payment, a bowl of rice,

only supposed to be five. Then Mrs. Daley made it forty, but I wasn’t going

asks. I nod, feeling terrible, knowing how

bowl at her when we refused to eat. It hit her in the face and split her eyebrow open. When she brought the cane down, she used to have this whip that went around the handle, which was usually reserved for Azalea.” I tell him, sucking in a shuddering breath. A whimper escapes me

“What happened?” Gannon asked.

lashings, but when it was my turn, Azalea…” My face burns with shame at my next words. “I couldn’t sit, it hurt too much,

lip and glanced out the window as that night burned through my vision like

slapped her. She got another five lashings for it, but then when it was my turn again, she got back up and hit her again, knocking her over.” Tears burned my eyes, and I could still see the blood gushing from Azalea’s face where the bowl hit her. Azalea had worn my stained clothes because I couldn’t bear to put them back on afterward.

sent me to my room, but I

Gannon asked, shocked. He

and over until she wasn’t moving. I thought she was dead. I waited for Mrs. Daley to leave, and I helped her clean up as she did me,” I tell him. The car was silent for a few seconds until i

what did Damian want?” I asked him, changing

answers and I gulp, biting on my lip to stop it

what they do

I asked, horrified. Gannon grips the

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you don’t want to. I can handle it when we get back it is

“And the council?

Kendrick. The other two he let

he let them go?”

Mr. Crux has immunity. Despite Kyson hating him and Larkin he left alive, to serve as a reminder, that no one is untouchable. Denali and Larkin are from very prominent

mean,

he is Azalea’s

isn’t he ruling?”

out hope Azalea was alive and that one day he would find her. He refused to

“What do you mean?”

Kyson knew he would be betrothed to any daughter they had, but for some reason, they never told anyone she was born. We never knew until we heard of their slaughter

why did he think she would

learned, there was a child, and we

would they want to keep

Gannon says, and my brows

is more potent than

not sure what you are

Lycan. Lycan’s like me, can turn a normal werewolf into a Lycan, but the Landeena’s could

know this?” I ask and

tell her, Abbie.

not going to lie

it unless she says something, just

are they

were created by gods, or so the story goes

the Moon Goddess?” Gannon

hunters wanted to get rid of Lycans,

would, to gain immortality. Landeena blood is the only blood that could make humans immortal. We believe

try to take her,” I state with

did,” Gannon

just

to change you, I only have to mark you ultimately, which is part of the reason why Kyson wouldn’t do it. You

Azalea do it?” I asked thoughtfully. Gannon clenches his jaw but nods.

“I know, but”

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of you, Abbie. I want to be with you. I don’t care about your past or the shit that has happened. I told you I could wait for anything more as long as I can have you as mine. The rest we can figure out. Just let me love you. That is all