His Lost Lycan Luna

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 96 – Kyson POV

I paced outside the small infirmary, the doctor having kicked me out because I was becoming aggressive as they poked and prodded her and jabbed her with needles.

Dustin was inside with her because I felt like wringing the doctor’s neck every time she would cry out. Especially when he shoved a tube down her throat to pump her stomach, and she woke abruptly. It caused me to shift and grab the man. Seeing the frantic look on her face pushed me over the edge. She kept slipping in and out of consciousness and freaking out each time she came to.

“Any news yet?” Damian asked as I paced out front of the door. I growled and shook my head as he approached, and Damian sighed.

“They locked you out?” I nodded. Too angry to answer when the brown door suddenly opened, and the pack doctor from the small town outside the castle gates walked out. He scrubbed his hand down his face and through his mud-brown hair. The doctor watched me warily, straightening his white coat before he stepped closer to Damian. His eyes glazed over as he mind linked my Beta. Clearly frightened while I was in my Lycan form; however, I was focused and in control. So it irritated me that he addressed him first when she was my mate.

“Are you sure?” Damian asked him.

“Positive, her blood work showed it, and so did her stomach contents,” I snarled, making Doctor Rick jump. He hid behind my Beta, his eyes wide with terror.

“What’s wrong with her?” I demanded. Dr. Rick hands me her paperwork with shaky hands, and I snatch it, staring at it, but it looks gibberish to me.

I snarled, shaking the papers at him, commanding

We found it in her system,

asked, startled. I didn’t

me, and I glared at him. How could

sort of poison?”

I sent Dustin up earlier to check your food, my King. It

of my guards to wake

and I

awake?” I ask, turning my attention to

given her something to counteract the poison. She should be fine within a

where everyone will be meeting.” I was furious, and I now had a traitor among my staff, one that had tried

to walk in, rubbing her eyes and dressed in her floral nightgown. Her hair was in rollers; she yawned before flicking the lights on and jumping

Damian quickly marked her name off as he stepped in with the folder containing a list of the kitchen employees, but Clarice was far from a suspect. I trusted Clarice with my life and Azalea’s, but

about?” she asked, looking at me worriedly, trying to fight the yawn I see taking over her. She failed to contain