His Lost Lycan Luna

His Lost Lycan Luna, Chapter 181 Book 2 Chapter 56

His lost lycan Luna, Chapter 181 (Book 2) Chapter 56

“I may have, to prevent you from going without me,” Kyson whispers, and I sigh. I was relieved he wasn’t mad, but I still had to go into town.

“Come on; I need to get changed,” Kyson says.

“I was about to go to town with Liam,”

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“Why? What is it you want? I will send for it,” He asked while burying his face in my neck. My heart beats erratically at his words, something he picks up on instantly. A low purr emanates from him as he runs his nose up my neck to my jaw, forcing my head up as he scents my skin. Scenting any deception, I couldn’t bring myself to lie. Not for Peter, not for myself either. Kyson stayed, and even though his scent reeked of whiskey from last night, which should have made me wary, I told him the truth.

“I was going to see Peter’s grandparents. Peter told me

something, and I wanted to ask,”

“No!” He growled cutting me off.

“Wait. You haven’t even let me explain.”

“I don’t care what Peter said! It won’t save him from me and you won’t change my mind either! Whatever game he has played that has made you curious and feeling guilty won’t be ‘ entertained. The answer is no, Azalea,” Kyson says, and my! stomach sinks. I needed answers. I just wanted answers.

Kyson nudges me toward the door, but my feet remain planted.

“Azzy, please. I don’t want to fight with you, not when you have only just come back to me.”

“Then don’t make me,” I tell him. Kyson growls and pinches the bridge of his nose, his eyes squeezing shut, and jaw hard, and I watch the hair on his arms stand on end as he fights with himself. He was fighting a war within himself not to drag me to the room and lock me in. He didn’t want that but felt he had no choice.

“Please,” I asked. I didn’t want to go against him, but I needed to know.

to you that made

answers about his parents. About why he did

screamed at me before punching the bench. He growled, his entire body tensing as

say no. I go, and I get punished for it. You don’t leave me many choices, Kyson,” I tell him while reaching for a tea towel. I wet it while he picks

fine. I won’t f*****g hurt her!” Kyson snarls at whoever it is before the door

and you were b****y gone

our baby! So no, I don’t want you running around after

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reach for his hand and start cleaning it. The way he said it made me sound stupid for wanting answers. Kyson watches me and turns his hand over, and I pick another thick shard from the side of his palm. He hisses, and I drop it on the bench, applying pressure to it, knowing he

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agreed, I would find a way to go. He mutters something I don’t catch, and I go to chuck the tea towel in the laundry out the back when he captures my

look at him, and his jaw is clenched, though his grip is gentle. “Will you sneak

the answer already. Don’t make me feel

know why?” he asks.

is his mother, that the dagger he stabbed me with was his father. I

and he is lying. Ester never had

asked him, and he

if she is, it changes nothing. He f*****g

It won’t stop me from

“Kyson!”

pay for what

I won’t have to go behind your back,” I tell him in a last-ditch effort, knowing that this was

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