His Lost Lycan Luna

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 26 – Kyson POV Her awkwardness was adorable, although also slightly annoying. Not her, but you could tell how uncomfortable she was doing everyday mundane things that should be normal to anybody.

And she always stood, like she was waiting for orders or waiting for me to ask her to do something unless I forced her to sit. It was beginning to irritate me. At least she put the clothes on, but now she was standing at the door with her eyes straight ahead, hands behind her back. We just bathed together, yet she was still trying to be my servant. Like it was uncomfortable for her to be herself, or maybe she isn’t used to being herself and only used to the version of what everyone wanted her to be. It was like watching someone who is institutionalized.

When the knock sounded on the door, I knew the car was ready. I watched her move to open it before standing back in her corner as if she could blend into the bookcase. She shitted her weight from one foot to the other. My Beta walked in, noticing her and looking over at her. He knew she was my mate. He also knew my struggle with her to be a person and not a d**n slave that answers every whim, I even mutter about something, and she is moving to clean it or fix it.

Even when I got her out of the bath. Ivy got dressed and raced around cleaning up the mess I had made the night before. Even after telling her not to. Muttering about it was her job to clean. I shook my head and let her go about whatever she was doing. Even when I tried to help, she would get to it before I could.

It got to the point, I was trying to race her. I managed a few things being quicker on my feet than her. But I could see it bothered her that I was doing tasks bestowed initially to her like she thought she would get in trouble if someone walked in on me cleaning my own room.

“Morning Ivy,” Damian says to her, and she bows respectfully, baring her neck to him.

“Morning Beta,” She answered politely. Damian scratches his neck awkwardly while looking at me. l knew it also irritated him that she used his title, especially since she would outrank him once she figured out I was her mate. S**t, she will probably overpower me. I don’t think I could deny her anything. However, the chances of her actually ever asking for anything I was starting to realize were very slim.

A growl escaped me when she addressed him, and she jumped, not expecting it. Her eyes instantly dart to the floor. I click my tongue before Damian’s voice flits through my head as he mind-linked me.

“I thought you two were on the same page,”

being my servant. She has stood there for

could have sworn you were in the bath with her this

“Yep,” his brows furrow.

you have a

it’s just how she

them to Damian, who catches

slave or something,” Damian

didn’t have s*x,”

down the hall. Damain stops waiting for her to fall in line with me, but

to her. She looks at me, and I motion her toward me before grabbing her hand. She glanced at my fingers linked through hers. Her entire body tenses as she looks at the guard who paid no attention

I was pretty sure the entire castle knew except Ivy and Abbie. How they hadn’t figured it out yet

fuming at how timid she was. Damian had been complaining all week about Abbie being the same. He said it was like she was mute. She even managed to scare him a couple of times with how quiet

heart raced when I yanked her to me, crushing her petite frame against my chest. I pressed my lips hers quickly, and she startled, glancing around before

used to laugh when my sister would get all worked up and be a blubbering mess or a screaming

asked about it but now with Ivy. I understood it and

by him. Neither wanted to marry, but once he marked her, that was history, and I often watched growing