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.

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

I knew I shouldn’t have, but Mrs. Daley said she wouldn’t feed us for a week if I didn’t help him bring the meat down to the freezers. I shouldn’t have gone down there.

did

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, I would have taken those instead, but we were hungry, and Azalea’s back was badly torn up already. She couldn’t take more lashings, and some were

make it

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

me that night. It was only supposed to be five. Then Mrs. Daley made it forty, but I wasn’t going

I nod, feeling terrible,

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,

“What happened?” Gannon asked.

my turn, Azalea…” My face burns with shame at my next words. “I couldn’t sit, it hurt too much, yet Azalea was already hurt and still she did

she do?” Gannon asked. I chewed my lip and glanced out the window

was so shocked I just stood there. We were petrified of that woman, yet Azalea 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

head on the coffee table. She had a nasty bump, she then sent me to my room, but I stayed

asked, shocked. He growls when

collapsed on the ground, and I watched as she just kept whipping her over and over until she wasn’t moving. I thought she was dead. I waited for Mrs. Daley to

Damian want?” I asked him,

have Cassandra in the dungeons,” Gannon answers and I gulp, biting on my

up to you what they do with her. That’s what Damian called

I asked, horrified. Gannon grips the steering wheel tighter, his knuckles

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don’t want to. You don’t even have to see her if you don’t want to.

“And the council?

Kendrick. The

would he let them

he left alive, to serve as a reminder, that no one is

mean, Mr.

because he is Azalea’s cousin,”

he ruling?” I

he was an illegitimate child to Garret’s brother. Plus, Kyson always held out hope Azalea was alive and that one day he would find her. He refused to

“What do you mean?”

betrothed to any daughter they had, but for some reason, they never told anyone she was born. We never knew until we

he think she

Landeena, blood is special. When we learned, there was a child, and

would they want to keep

brows

more potent than

sure what you are saying,” I

Lycan’s like me, can turn a normal werewolf into a

Does Azalea know this?” I ask

her,

am not going to lie

something, just

are they different,

were created

Moon Goddess?”

wanted to get rid of Lycans, why would they

make humans immortal. We believe that is why her parents kept her hidden from

to take her,” I state with

they did,” Gannon

she just has

bit more to it, though. For me to change you, I only have to mark you ultimately, which is part of the reason why Kyson wouldn’t do it. You could sire to him, basically

Gannon clenches his jaw but nods. “Yes, but I would rather

“I know, but”

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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