His Lost Lycan Luna

His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 172

Book 2. His Found Luna Chapter 47

Kyson POV

As we stepped into the room, Azalea growled as the fresh linens scents overwhelmed her. Trey rushed into the room

behind me, looking alert despite having not slept in two days.

“What is it?” Trey said behind me. I watched as Azalea moved toward the bed, sniffing the air.

“Nothing. Liam had Clarice clean everything in here. It smells wrong to her,” I tell him. Trey sighs. The only lingering

scents were Gannon, Dustin’s, and Peter’s, who must have helped oversee everything because I forgot Gannon couldn’t

come with us because of her command over him.

“Okay, as long as everything is alright,”

“Go to bed, Trey. Try to sleep before the sun comes up. She is safe with me,” I tell him. He nods and reluctantly leaves. I

found his bond to her odd, but now trusted him. I was seeing what an advantage we had with him. It almost seemed like

he could sense. Azalea growls, fixing her den as she destroys the sheets and makes her nest. She was whimpering at the

crisp linen scent. She raided the closet, trying to find clothes with my scent, and I stepped inside behind her as she

snatched stuff off the hangers.

Tears trekked down her face as she sniffed each piece. They weren’t supposed to touch my stuff. I hoped they would have

left a few pieces, knowing how savage she may become once her nest was ruined. She tosses them down in frustration

and rips more off the hanger, sniffing each one when I grab her arms.

We can fix it,” tell

crazed. Her eyes ran over me as she sniffed me and licked her lips.

head to toe, I back away

them off, and I will climb in your nest with you. Please don’t-” she pounced on me,

off as her claws slipped out. I catch her, my arms slipping around her waist as her legs lock around my hips. I

Damn it.

clothes, and I purred, trying to calm her frantic instincts as I turned around and moved

claimed and my shirt as buttons

I mutter, placing her on the bed as her teeth sink into my chest. As she

exploded across my skin.

her into the clean linens earning a snarl as

She rearranged them in her nest, duck feathers going everywhere as she ripped a pillow

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and hated her den; I loved it because she made it, and it made

she turned her savage gleam on me. I clicked my tongue

arms across my chest.

my shirt and jacket,’ I tell her or what is left of them. She whimpers, the

pants.

until you’re satisfied, but the pants I am keeping,”

cost me a damn fortune. Her bottom lip quivers. Damn, pregnancy hormones

belt out of the loops, cursing before slipping them down my legs and stepping out of

out to her, and she snatches them, rolling them into her

faint in the sheets, and I moved

understood. She growled at me when

you

not wanting to ruin her nest until she had it the way she preferred. Her

It is dangerous to go into a Lycan den or near a frantic pregnant Lycans nest. You don’t

scents not belonging to the mate. It’s their cocoon of safety, and other scents

in frustration. The moment I stepped into the room, instant regret hit me when I realized

Whoever

better, and