His Lost Lycan Luna

His Lost Lycan Luna By Jessica Hall Chapter 72

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 72 – Kyson POV

Clarice lied to me; she knew where lvy was, but she did not check in like she was supposed to, which infuriated me.

“Where is she?” I snapped at her, and she took a step back from me.

“Outside helping Peter,” Clarice told me.

“I will deal with you when I get back,” I said, turning toward my guards.

“F*****g find her,” I ordered them, and they took off.

“She isn’t doing anything wrong, my King; she is only helping clean the graves,” Clarice said in Ivy’s defense. Hearing that only infuriates me further.

“You let the daughter of their k****r, clean their graves, the disrespect, Clarice, f*****g think,” I roared at her, and she narrowed her eyes at me before pointing an accusing finger at me.

then you have no right being her mate,” she snarled at me. My fist smacked down on the bench, and she jumped before glaring at me. This

my sister’s name, and I felt the urge to shift rush through every cell in my body, making my skin vibrate. Turning on my heel, I walked out before l hurt the woman. She was right about

I don’t see them grabbing her. Searching the rows, I find her at the last one and stop beside her. I growl, and she looks up when I notice her hands. Her fingertips were bleeding, and she was covered in

scrubbing brush back, I tossed it

snarled

don’t interfere when I am

I snapped at her before bending down and gripping her arms. She turned

drag her toward the castle, but she started thrashing and managed to yank out of my grip. “Ivy!” I snapped at her disobedience, reaching for her, about to toss her over my shoulder.

ordered as she grabbed the scrubbing brush before she frantically started scrubbing. She hiccupped a cry, making me look

her tear marks etched into her skin like blood staining her hands. However, her following words made me realize something was

she love me and k**l them?” Ivy cried and l looked at the graves before looking back at her. I swallowed down the emotion that tried to choke me upon seeing her frantically scrub the skin off her fingers as she tried to clean the tombstone. Clarice’s words

took. Ivy was not that sort of monster, and the guilt on her face was proof of that. I didn’t know how to help her. Looking at her like this, I could see the error I made. Ivy was as much a victim as the rest of

down beside her, I grab her hands, dropping the scrubbing brush. “You’re

can’t you see?” Tears burned my eyes at seeing her so

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