His Lost Lycan Luna

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 114 – Kyson POV

I had n idea what came over me; I almost attacked her. Her heat is still intense despite her no longer suffering its effects. I didn’t mean to snap at her, but I would have bent her over my desk if she didn’t leave. It took twenty minutes before I calmed enough to shift back. I snatch the bottle of whiskey off the lamp table and swig from it.

“You b****y idiot, are you trying to get yourself k****d!” I snap at him.

“I’m sorry, I thought you had control, or I wouldn’t have grabbed her,” I click my tongue and curse, shaking my head before tipping the bottle to my lips.

“Just let me explain to her,” Damian says and I shake my head. “No, I want her to give herself to me when she wants to, not because she feels forced because my life is at risk,” I tell him.

“Kyson?”

“The injection only lasts two days. We have some leeway. Azalea will change her mind,” I tell him, not so sure she would.

“And if she doesn’t?” I bite the inside of my lip.

“She will,”

“If she doesn’t, I tell her,” he snarls, and I growl at him.

“You d*e, then what? You let her live with that guilt. No one can protect her the way you do, Kyson. Think it through.”

“I don’t want her to feel obligated,” I tell him.

“I won’t let you d*e, and neither will she!” he snaps. Damian tosses me some pants and a shirt, realizing l was still naked. I take them, slipping them on and doing up the buttons. “We should leave. I want to get back before tomorrow,”

“We shouldn’t go, not while you’re like this,”

grabbing my wallet off the desk and stuffing it into my pocket. I push the doors open and walk out toward the front of the castle.

making me stumble. My hand goes out, catching myself on the wall before I pass out. A cold

mate. When Damian grips my upper arm, I blink, trying

hours max,

growls disapprovingly but says nothing as long start walking

He should be here before we get

Azalea POV

on the door. I looked toward it before hearing the handle twist,

teeth as I got to my feet and walked over to the door. I twisted the lock and cracked it open to peer out the

come down to have afternoon tea. The King doesn’t trust anyone to bring your food to you, so you will sit with Clarice,” Trey tells me, and I nod, slipping out the door. I followed behind him as he led me toward the kitchens. Once I stepped in, Clarice made some sandwiches and smiled warmly at me before wiping

have got everything out. You can see it all sealed,” she says, pointing to the jams and spreads, and I nod before grabbing

my sandwich. I started packing the spread and bread away while

my head, I turn

I nodded. Anything

remain in her room,” Trey says with a

He has no reason to worry,” Clarice chimes in before

Not like she can drive on out here to go after her friend.” Trey chuckles. Clarice’s eyebrows furrow at his

can’t drive,” I

the front gates. Unless you used the back exit, but no one goes down there, the road is too rough,”

sandwich down on her plate and places a hand on her

ideas?” Clarice asked,

it herself she couldn’t drive. Besides, there are guards at the front gate. She would never get past them. I was just saying he was

in the room becomes thick between them as they stare at each other. “Is everything okay?” Trey asked, glancing at us before he

me,

“Pardon?” I ask.