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.

my lips quickly. My face heats up impossibly more and he stands up.

the bed?” I tell him

I set out for him. When he was done he

groans annoyed and I glance back at him as

“What’s wrong?”

King wants to leave early. He and Azalea had an argument,”

his lips to my forehead before gripping my chin, forcing me to look up

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

back of my head as he tipped my head back, running his tongue across my bottom lip

back of my neck as he deepens the kiss before pulling back slightly. He sucked on my bottom lip, nibbling on it. I chuckle and he smiles against my lips before pulling away and hugging me. I hug him back enjoying his

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

widen. I was excited to see her, but seeing her while she was asleep wasn’t the same. I needed to hear her voice and hear her say she was indeed okay.

my

.”

life,” I

to me, was the most soul-soothing thing. Most didn’t understand our language, not like we did. Half the time we 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. So the crack in her voice told me she

the wall

though his eyes never leave Azalea. And the way she sucks in her pursed lip as she tried to stop the action made me realize she was livid

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 two meters

snarled. She ignores him and continues walking toward the

She doesn’t bother answering and instead kept walking, and I press my lips in a line, a little worried. Azalea wasn’t usually 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

work with you,” she says, ignoring her growling mate

tell her, walking down the steps with

the top of the stairs. Dustin, I noticed was waiting on the stairs for her along with Liam. He

grips her shoulder, and she stops and growls at him. “I asked you

got my answer. Here’s yours,” she said, turning

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gets to the bottom.

paradise, my King.” Liam taunts. That crazy Lycan. Although, I actually think he may

the center of attention with her. Yet Liam was the first to move in front of Kyson though, when he reached his hand out to stop her

in front of the King for her. Bound by

hitched in my throat when Kyson growled, turning his intimidating glare on Gannon before

so I

can you?” she growls back before storming off. I hurry after her, wondering if she was talking about what Gannon

going?” I ask

loop my arm through hers. I giggle, but then again, she never goes anywhere, so I

he reached the bottom of the steps. The King headed in the other direction. Liam huffs and growls, making both Azalea and I stop to look back at him. Gannon walks toward us with a silly smirk

all day with his grumpy ass and

The King roars

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

and the King?” I ask as we step

stuff. I asked him about the council and what happened

sitting at the bench, chopping pancakes, and Azalea messed up

that he was sawing

“Your smoothie,“ Dustin says.

got juice,” she says, holding it up and Dustin points to the blender. Azalea rolls her eyes walking over to it. She grabs the jug before pouring

Queen, you know he commanded me to let him know

cups on the counter in front of the

on his little fork,

needs to learn to hold the fork properly himself, Gannon, Clarice says, she

let me feed him,” Gannon says, sending him a wink. Clarice swats Gannon’s

girls had breakfast?” Clarice

I had some home truths for breakfast,” Azalea

did they taste?”

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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 trippy to see

and the King

did?” she asks

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

if everyone stopped keeping things that involve me from me, we wouldn’t be arguing,” she says

lip. “You all know what

shoveling food in Oliver’s mouth so fast the kid looked like a

me and gives a soft shake of his head. That

on her face that

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