His Lost Lycan Luna

His Lost Lycan Luna Chapter 11 By Jessica Hall

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 11 – “Two hours?” I asked her, my voice a shriek. I looked at the small alarm clock. I gasped and jumped to my feet in shock.

“I’m sorry, I must have dozed off; I hadn’t slept. I will do it now,” I tell Clarice.

“What do you mean you haven’t slept?”

“Abbie and I have been up since ЗAM yesterday morning, well Abbie fell asleep in the car here, but love couldn’t sleep, then we had to work,” Clarice sighed while shaking her head.

“I didn’t know, but get your a*s in there. I tried to clean the King’s room, but he said it’s your job, so you have to do it.”

“Is he mad? Am I in trouble?”

“Of course he’s mad; he’s the King. You made him wait for a rogue servant,” she said. She smiled sadly, yet l saw her disappointment. Clarice stepped closer and patted my back in what was supposed to be a nice gesture. However, I hissed and jerked away from her touch as pain rippled up my back.

“Get it together, Ivy, you are the King’s servant, I am trying to help, but I can only do so much,” She scolded, and I nodded my head. Clarice then walked out, leaving me; I slipped out of my room after her. Lying down was the worst mistake. I felt stiff to add to the pain. I hesitantly reached up to knock on the door.

had blue pajama pants on, his chest b**e. I quickly looked away, moving to do the task at hand. My hands trembled as I cleaned up the mess on his table. His aura told

to stop myself from crying out at having to stand upright. Impressed, not one noise escaped me despite wanting to scream with each movement. Only when I looked up, the King was watching me still. I

are done,” He spoke before going back to his

what my punishment would be when I spotted that guard again. Maybe it was a statue? He hadn’t moved. How is that possible? I wave my hand in

Clarice said as she pointed to the plate on

King asked me

I have gone hungry, and I am sure it won’t be the last that I am sure of. I used the banister to help force my legs up the stairs for the hundredth time today; this was a joke. Maybe after a while, if he doesn’t k**l me, he will let me keep some supplies in my room, save me walking up

twisted with dread; this was it. I was about to be k****d or hurt for my mistake. He stepped aside, and I kept my eyes to the floor when I moved past him. I stood how Mrs. Daley taught us. Hands behind my back, looking straight ahead. Everything burned and ached standing like

Clarice give you your

“Yes, sir”

went to

answer,” He stated, and I swallowed, was I allowed

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