Mated To The King’s Gamma By Jessica Hall

Chapter 63

Abbie

A few days later.

I felt sick knowing Cassandra’s life was in my hands. Gannon groans, sitting up on the couch he usually slept on. I tried to take the couch, but he always refused. He stretches, and his back cracks before he turns his head, cracking his neck and making my guilt worse. I set his clothes on the bed, having pulled on my uniform already when he noticed me.

“What are you doing?” Gannon growled, seeing the servant’s uniform I was wearing. I look down at it, flattening the front. I had pulled a black long sleeve skivvy on underneath it since the blouse opened a little along the neckline, revealing my mauled shoulder.

“I can’t sit in this room all day, Gannon. I want to work.” I tell him as he comes over to me. He starts tugging at the blouse, but I smack his hands away.

“You want to work? Fine, but not in this uniform. You aren’t a servant,” he growls.

“What does it matter if I am a servant or not? Clarice is a servant! Do you think so little of her, too?” I ask him, and he seems taken aback by my words.

“What? Of course not, Abbie. A job is a job, no matter the status. I just don’t want you in that damn uniform!” he snaps, tugging at the buttons and undoing them.

“Gannon, stop it! I am wearing it. Now leave me be!” I snapped at him. He presses his lips in a line but puts his hands up in surrender.

“You don’t have to wear that,”

“I know,” I tell him.

“Do you? You don’t have to be a servant, you don’t even have to work if you don’t want to,”

“Why are you so against this then?”

“Because I don’t want you to think you are nothing more than a servant. I don’t want you serving me like I am one of your chores,”

“I’m not,” I tell him. He points to his bed where I set his clothes out, and bite my lip as he walks over to the bathroom and pushes the door open and growls seeing that I had cleaned the bathroom already and removed the dirty laundry.

“Really? Then why can I smell bleach?” he demands.

“I want a mate, not a house cleaner,” he says, pinning me with his intense gaze.

“And mates, do that sort of thing. They clean up after each other. Geez, Gannon, my dirty washing was in there too, and I sure as hell don’t want one of the other servants cleaning up after me.” I tell him and he seems to think for a second.

“You could work in the library or the kitchens, or,” he pauses.

“The stables? Gannon, I want to work as a servant. I know what I am doing. Kitchens are full and the library? What use would I be when I can’t read?” I ask him.

“Well, you can come with me.”

“I am not following you around like a lost puppy. I don’t see what the big deal is,” I tell him, walking over and grabbing my flats and socks. I sit on the edge of the bed, bending down to pull my socks on when Gannon snatches them from my hand kneeling in front of me.

He grabs my ankle placing it on his knee and I sighed, watching as he tugged my socks on.

“You know I don’t want a servant either right?” I chuckle.

“Huh?” he says, looking up at me.

I point to him putting my shoes on. “And you are always opening damn doors and running my baths. I can’t read that doesn’t mean I can’t dress myself,”

“Is that why you think I do those things?” He chuckles, shaking his head and I shrug.

“Here I thought chivalry wasn’t dead. Apparently it is just non-existent,” he laughs, lifting my other foot to put the sock on. He kisses my foot.

“I do those things because I like doing them for you,”

“And same with me setting your clothes out and cleaning the room, and making our bed. It’s our room, I should be able to clean it,” I tell him.

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“Our bed and our room, huh?” He laughs looking up at me. My face heats at how casually claimed his room as my own. He places his hands on my thighs running them up to my hips before wrapping them around my waist.

“If this is our bed, I should be able to sleep in it then, right?” He laughs.

playing Abbie,” he says, leaning up and pecking my lips quickly. My face heats up

in the bed?” I tell him and he peers

one I set out for him. When he was done he twirled his finger in the air, wanting

groans annoyed and I glance back at him

“What’s wrong?”

and Azalea had an

forehead before gripping my

room, fine. I just don’t want you thinking you have to, OK?” I nod and he smiles, dipping his face closer to

his tongue across my bottom lip first before his tongue delved between my lips, brushing mine gently. I kiss him back, wanting to let him have this small victory because right

him, and I trusted him inexplicably. Trusted him the way I trusted Azalea. His fingers massage the back of my neck as he deepens the kiss before pulling back

and- A knock is heard at the door and I look up at Gannon whose eyes are glazed over. He leans down, kissing my nose before stepping

wasn’t the same. I

my life,”

.”

life,” I

didn’t need to speak, just the subtle facial movements, the way we moved, it spoke a language only we understood. We read each other’s body language as if it was spoken language.

against the

asks Gannon, though his eyes never leave Azalea. And the way she sucks in her pursed lip as

need to grab my wallet,* Gannon says behind me, I turn toward the doors at the end of the corridor. Azalea leans her shoulder against me. Before she even got

snarled. She ignores him and continues walking toward

defiant, one thing we were very aware of growing up was orders were to be followed. Only the King was her mate and she looked like she was deliberately trying to push his

with you,” she says, ignoring her growling

walking

the stairs for her along with Liam. He smiles

at him. “I asked you a

one too! I got my answer. Here’s yours,” she said, turning back

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gets to the bottom.

crazy Lycan. Although, I actually think he may in fact be clinically

angry he was becoming just from Azalea ignoring him. Clearly, he liked being the center of attention with her. Yet Liam

see them put themselves in front of the King for her. Bound by a pack oath to choose her over

next time I speak to him. Gannon’s hand fell on Kyson’s shoulder not even a second later. My breath hitched in my throat when

are going, so I can ensure you have proper guards,” the king says while

hurry after her, wondering

are you going?” I

when I catch up to her and loop my arm through hers. I giggle, but then again, she

and Trey. Gannon is now watching the girls with Dustin,” I heard Kyson say as he reached the bottom of the steps. The King headed in the other direction. Liam huffs and growls, making both

defiance gets me, my Queen. I have to hang out all day with his grumpy ass

The King roars

Your royal pain in my fanny,” Liam calls while jogging after him. Azalea shakes her head

what’s up with you and the King?” I ask as we step into

No. I know he is hiding stuff. I asked him about the council and what happened the other day

the bench, chopping pancakes, and Azalea messed up

Gannon went over to help Oliver use a butter knife to cut the pancakes up that he was sawing at. Azalea looks in the fridge before pulling out some orange juice. She grabs some glasses when Dustin clears his throat. She looks at him over

“Your smoothie,“ Dustin says.

it up and Dustin points to the blender. Azalea rolls her eyes walking over to it. She grabs the jug before pouring the contents down

commanded me to let him know what you

him before drinking it. She places some cups on the counter in front of the boys with juice and hands me one. She offers one to

her from feeding Oliver some pancake on his little fork, before straightening up

says, she clicks her tongue before leaning down

wink. Clarice swats Gannon’s ass with her tea

you girls had

Azalea says bitterly and Clarice gives her a

how did they

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the King,” Azalea mutters, sipping her juice. I snicker, she was indeed in a mood, making me wonder if it was the pregnancy hormones. You could just make out the slightest bump if you looked hard enough. Her belly no longer looked sucked in from malnourishment instead her belly was flat with the slightest hint of a bump. It was

and the King

she asks

everyone heard you both fighting on the stairs before you went to get Abbie,” Clarice

arguing,” she says while looking around at everyone who averts their gaze

“You all know what

found a spot on the roof to stare at, and Gannon was shoveling food in Oliver’s mouth so fast the kid

says, motioning toward me and Gannon looks at me and gives a soft shake

to her, and the knowing look on her face that I knew had me blurt it

father’s side. The council are suspected to be in with the hunters and your blood is