His Lost Lycan Luna

Book 2. His Found Lyoan Luna. Chapter 20

Denali and Mr. Crux talk amongst themselves while Cassandra digs her smokes out of her leather jacket.

“How could you, after everything you did to her?” | ask Cassandra. She pops her hip, lighting a smoke before stepping closer

“My husband is dead because of her. Your mate killed him. I now have to raise my kids without their father because of that bitch,” Cassandra spits at me. I growl, my canines slipping past my gums as anger courses through me. She turned to face the council members who were whispering amongst themselves behind me.

“She still commanded them, but I have one more question before we proceed.” I turn my head, and he steps closer.

“Did you know it was against the law to break a mate bond against their will?” Denali asks. My brows furrow, wondering why he was asking, yet the urge to answer hit me instantly.

“Yes,” I breathe.

“And you still did it?” Denali asks.

“He was hurting her, so yes,”

“Well then, regardless of whether the King commanded you, you knew better. Being his mate, you are capable of fighting his commands, therefore will be held accountable,” Cassandra smirks at his words puffing on her cigarette.

already knew by the

be punished. 1000 lashes, or until Cassandra deems fit,” he chucklės. “About time the King is held

King’s mate, that doesn’t give

abusing her,”

your proof?”

is your truth serum not 100 percent,” I spat back at him. He grips

the law. We uphold it. We were looking for a reason to take him down, but if we can’t,

my hair, yanking my head back

won’t hold back, not after the king took his sight,” I swallow, and my

them who you are. It will buy you some time, I didn’t want to risk but we

“What?”

crack of the whip bite into my flesh, making me scream, hooks slashed up my spine and dug into my shoulder, and my scream was

side of the fence when all hell breaks loose. Kade’s pack starts running toward the fence, suddenly trying to get in. My knees

and I hung limply in handcuffs, my wrist bent backward painfully and on the verge of snapping under my weight. I feel the barbs tear out of my skin, ripping my flesh away. My head hung limply, and all I could think about was the pain radiating through my back when someone’s head was shoved through the iron-barred gates

all I could do was blink at the man’s head stuck between the bars. It took me a

My head rolls to the side, and I see the men in armor backing up, guns trained down the driveway as they fire. I thought my eyes were deceiving me

stomach. I could hear screaming, and I turned my head to find it was Cassandra. Her hands cupped her mouth as she watched her pack getting torn to shreds. Suddenly I dropped to the ground, and I