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,”

wallet off the desk and stuffing it into my pocket. I push the doors open and walk out toward the front of the castle. I needed to be away from her for a

me, and the room tilted and slanted, making me stumble. My hand goes out, catching myself on the wall before I pass out. A

telling me to hurt my mate. When Damian grips my upper arm, I blink, trying to force the effects

gone only 12 hours max, plenty of

growls disapprovingly but says nothing as long start walking

should be here before

Azalea POV

hour passed when I heard a knock on the door. I looked toward it before hearing the handle twist, but not

side of the door. I worried my lip between my teeth as I got to my feet and walked over to the

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

spreads, and I nod before grabbing a butter knife. Clarice hands Trey a salad sandwich while

and bread away while Clarice fussed

Do I have food on my face?” Shaking my head, I turn my attention to Clarice,

to help me outside?” Clarice asked. Smiling, I nodded. Anything

remain in

deal with the King. He has no reason

when I took over from Dustin. Not like she can drive on out

drive,” I

gates. Unless you used the

sandwich down on her plate and

ideas?”

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 worrying for no reason!” Trey says,

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

nothing to do with that. I get you don’t like me, but I would never

“Pardon?” I ask.