His Lost Lycan Luna

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 42 – He motioned for them to wait and they stopped their approach as I asked my next question. “What was her name?”

“Azalea,” he replied just as the men stepped closer to speak to him.

The King stopped to talk to one man, and I wandered around before stopping at the door. The song I used to love pops into my mind, and I hummed the tune as I stepped inside. It was the bedroom, and I knew I stumbled into the m****r scene by the forensic tape.

“Where did you hear that song?” The King asked, spooking me and making me jump; his footsteps were silent behind me.

The King stepped in, and I looked at him. “I don’t know, I just know it,” I told him, and he watched me curiously.

“Do you know it?” I asked and he nodded.

“Yes, it was Queen Tatiana and King Garrett’s wedding song. It then became the castle anthem the Queen used to sing,” he told me, and my brows furrowed.

He eyed me suspiciously, which I thought was strange before he started looking around the room. He stopped by the bed, and the old sheets were covered in blood. Old stains and stab marks were on the mattress.

“Come, you shouldn’t be in here,” he said, showing me back out. The King led me away, but he seemed distant and deep in thought.

“Your parents’ names. What were they?”

“My father’s name was Jordan and my mother Della,” the King nodded.

last names?”

“Why?”

It was only sung by the Queen and townsfolk; it was a ceremonial song,”

I know we were planning on staying the night. But…” Beta Damian said

paperwork. I believe she is closer to shifting than we believe,” they both looked at me,

continued driving through the night until we reached home late the

do, anyway,” the King said, climbing

everywhere. He nodded, and I rushed to lvy’s side. She embraced me and helped her carry the luggage to the laundry room. Clarice was in there when we

telling her the King wanted to claim me once I shifted on my birthday. Seeing her excitement

the King has told me

with her chores,” I told her. Clarice looked at

would treat you like a servant in that uniform, and I don’t want any staff k****d for that

I will speak with the King later,” I told her. Clarice glanced

well, but you make sure you tell the King you wanted to help. I don’t want to be scolded

there to do if

and helped Abbie. When it became late,

to your chambers,” He said. I pressed my lips together, wanting to spend time with Abbie, but

side of the castle. “What is your name?” I asked