His Lost Lycan Luna

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 163 – “Are the outside cameras installed yet?” Kyson asks while flicking through the notepad.

“Yes, but not hooked up on that side, but we have the far garden ones and front ones working. We should be able to see who went up that way.” Trey answers.

“Have Liam watch them while we are gone,” Trey nods, “Also, Clarice wants to know if you want her to pack you food and drinks.” Trey says…

“No, I will buy anything we need on the way. I don’t trust anyone right now handling anything to do with Azalea,”

“Understood. I will let her know,” Trey says before rushing up the steps. We make our way to the dungeons. We had to go through the kitchens, and I could see Clarice busy going over sign- off sheet pages.

“My Queen, I am sorry. I will figure out who had access, I promise. I will wash everything myself and sit by the dryer.” Clarice says.

“Thank you, Clarice,” I tell her, and she nods, hugging me. Kyson watches her warily. In fact, he watched everyone present in the kitchen warily, and his aura was deadly, making them cringe when we passed them, heading toward the colossal pantry that was nearly as large as the kitchen.

the back, where an enormous set of stairs led underground. Kyson kept a firm grip on my arm as we descended them because it was dark, and they were pretty steep. Once at the bottom, I

eyes closed and brings me to a dark tunnel, and I see Abbie, who goes running toward me before freezing like she hit a brick wall and became stunned. It was dark down here and

but when we get home, we are going to have to work on you removing

me?” I ask

being able to command anyone, making me wonder if I could command him, and that is why. Repeatedly I have heard Landeena’s blood is special. They have gifts, but after the way he said it and the feeling through the bond, it made

she could come with us, but when I looked over at Kyson to ask, he was in the cells with Cassandra, his entire

same punishment,” I

to double-check what she said was true and confirming

wrongdoings and apologized countless times. She just wanted to go home to her boys,

the chain off the ground that wrapped around her ankle. He yanks it, ripping it clean off the wall. Cassandra shrieks, and

will have my guard hunt you down and string you up, then I will make your boys watch as I

rush out, and she gasps like she is choking. “You will come nowhere near Azalea or Abbie. You will never speak or utter their names again,” he says, his voice so calm it chilled me to the bone. She nods, and