His Lost Lycan Luna

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 135 – Azalea POV

Every muscle ached when I woke the following day. Kyson was nowhere to be seen, and his side of the bed was cold. Sticking my head out from under the blanket, I groaned when I saw the mess I had made. I knew I made it because I had not seen Kyson nest once since being here. He must get sick of replacing all the bed linens and his clothes. Yet as I stuck my head out, I wanted to curl back inside my nest.

As tempting as that was, I knew I couldn’t stay in bed all day, or what was left of the day, so I forced myself out of bed. Only when I did my legs give out from under me, pain ricochetted up my spine and twisted throughout every muscle. Bad enough, we had to go through the heat, but to suffer afterward seemed beyond cruel. Hobbling over to the door, I stuck my head out, keeping my n***d body behind the door. I find Damian standing there in front of my door. I was hoping to see Dustin, but right now, I couldn’t care less as long as he could help.

“My Queen,” he says with a swift nod before turning his attention to me. He looks through the gap in the door behind me.

“Is everything alright?” he asked.

“Have you seen Kyson?”

“He is in the kitchen. I can go get him if you like?” I shake my head. If he was in the kitchen, surely he would be back sometime soon then.

“No, it’s fine, but can you ask Doc for some painkillers?”

“Ah, I see. Certainly,” he says, touching my forehead. His hand felt cold against my skin.

“You’re still a little warm,” he says, his brows pinching together before sniffing the air.

“Yet you’re not in heat, must be after-effects. I will go see what I can find. It will probably ease off when Kyson returns, just the bond fretting, so not to worry,” he says, and I shut the door.

I half wished I was a regular werewolf. They didn’t seem to fret or have these bizarre compulsions I got.

Growing up knowing one thing only to find out you’re something else entirely really made things confusing. How I could fret for someone I just saw. It made no sense to me. I made my way to the bathroom. My legs trembled as I stood outside the water spray while waiting for the water to heat. I stepped under the water as soon as it did, hoping the added heat would loosen my aching bones and wash the tension away.

and I sang out from the bathroom to let him know it was okay to come in. He stops next

There is

him, rinsing the soap

“Anything else, my Queen,”

say anything about Dustin?” I ask nervously before rubbing

Dustin will return to his

“So he is okay?”

Hopefully, I could convince Kyson not to punish him. He shouldn’t be punished, just because he came with me. Either way, I intended to leave. If he wants to be

“And Abbie?”

to spend with Abbie until she

“Anything else, my Queen?”

calling me my Queen,” I

“Very well, Azalea,”

you can go unless

approve of me standing here chatting with you

n***d, but you are probably right. Best to not

I climbed out, wrapped myself in a towel, and walked into the bedroom to the closet to find some

I twisted the cap off. I drank half the bottle, not realizing how dry my throat was, only stopping when I remembered I needed water to s*****w the pills. Grabbing the two foil packets, I tried to read what they said, but the words were

bedside table, I went to put the tablet in my mouth when the wind was suddenly knocked out of

me on the bed. “Geez, Kyson,” I snapped at him

thank the Moon Goddess,” he sighed. I stared up at him, wondering why we had to thank the moon goddess. Thank her for making me sore because l

up, and I notice Damian standing in the doorway looking