His Lost Lycan Luna

His Lost Lycan Luna By Jessica Hall Chapter 162

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 162 – Azalea POV

When Kyson got out of the shower, he seemed to be in a better mood as he walked out in just a towel that was draped low on his hips, and I was pulling my socks on. I had put on a loose-fitting off-shoulder top and jeans I only just squeezed into.

Yet my skin itched and burned, the fabric irritating my skin. The clothes felt like static on my skin, and l couldn’t stop scratching. Kyson eyed me, clearly happy to see me doing what Kyson asked, instead of arguing with him. The truth was, I was excited to leave the castle grounds. I didn’t care where we were going, I just wanted out of this place.

Kyson walks into the closet before returning with some black suit pants and an undone grey button-down shirt. He tosses a jacket beside me on the bed. “It’s going to rain. Put it on,” he says before pulling his belt through the belt loops.

“Where are we going?” I ask him.

“Well, we were going to Kade’s pack, but now we are going to your old one,” he says, and I look up at him, tugging on my shirt, the seam rubbing against my skin.

“Why the change?” I asked.

“Cassandra told Abbie she was bought off Alpha Dean’s son by Kade.”

“So?” I asked.

“She was thirteen when she was sold to Kade, so I want to find out what deals they had on the side. With Kade now d**d, only Alpha Dean will be able to answer those questions. Cassandra is apparently helpful now Abbie has decided to let her go.”

letting her go,” I tell him. My skin felt tight under my clothes, and l scratched at my bump and

decided she could choose Cassandra’s fate,” he says, and I sighed but still didn’t agree that she

I muttered. My skin was burning

need to stop by

before bending down,

clothes shredded to pieces instantly. I shrieked, wondering what he was doing, but I didn’t have time to ask when

later, and I squealed, hiding behind Kyson’s body,

growls, not even looking at them, solely focused on scrubbing my flesh

I did.” Liam

to you?” Kyson

he asks,

I gasp. Trey wanders off and returns with a handful of my clothes and sniffs

can’t smell it,” Trey whispers, and

down at my reddened skin, and Kyson’s hands are just as red from

me the laundry roster,” Liam snaps at Trey,

her some clothes and ask Clarice to wash

b**n my eyes. Why does someone keep doing this? What did l do that someone keeps trying to k**l me? “Shh, Azzy, it’s alright. We will figure out who it is. I promise, even if I have to

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