His Lost Lycan Luna

Book 2. His Found Lyca? Luna. Chapter 57

asked a fucking question!” Kyson snarls before turning on Trey. He stalks toward him when the woman calls out.

“He’s my son!” she says, making all of us freeze. My eyes widen, and Kyson looks between the couple and Trey. Liam does the same, yet my eyes go to Trey.

“Ester, is your sister?” I asked him.

“That slut is not my fucking sister!” he growls menacingly, and Kyson roars back at him. Trey drops his head before baring his neck to me. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to speak that way to you, Azalea,” Trey murmurs.

“Okay… Well, I am fucking lost here! Not what I thought you were going to say. Not gonna lie, but when I saw you burst through those damn doors, I, for a whole second believed Peter was your son and that you never knew.” Liam says, and Trey puts his head in his hands.

“He isn’t, though. Right? Because that’s a little fucked up. And bloody gross, man. Not that I am judging or anything, but… Fuck it! Yeah, I am judging,” Trey growls, glaring at Liam while my head is spinning, trying to figure it out.

“Is that what it is? Did you fuck your sister? Or is this bitch lying?” Liam asks, nudging his head at the woman. Kyson just kept staring back and forth. My neck was hurting from doing the same as I tried to figure it out myself.

“I did not fuck that whore!” Trey growls.

“Wait! So Ester is your sister?!” Kyson snaps.

“She is not my sister!” Trey snarls.

“Will someone tell me what is going on here?” Kyson snarls, finding himself caught up in the drama. I moved toward Trey, but Kyson’s arm wrapped around my waist, stopping me as he pulled me against him.

the woman on the small veranda when the woman speaks as she

son,” she says, and Kyson looks at

is all

me. My father was a Landeena guard” Trey says, glaring at

nephew. I am Ester’s half-brother

would’ve beaten that attitude out of you when you were younger. You dare come in here mouthing off and demanding answers we don’t fucking

Does anyone know?” I asked. The couple

to the castle,” Kyson says, although something else played on my mind. Why haven’t they come looking for

place my hand on Kyson’s chest

both some questions, though now I have

will put on a pot of

don’t trust you,” I tell them. They look outraged at

did” the man says, and I raise an eyebrow at his words. Mutt? He would call his grandson a

and so does Trey. “Hands to yourselves in there,” Kyson snarls out the order, his aura erupting out, and his grip on me tightens when I nearly give way under

in the doorway of

not my feet,” Kyson growls, kissing my temple and holding me tighter. The man was fiant it when Kyson added more weight to it. He

whimpers, then yelps before giving

for air. She bares her neck to Kyson,

the doorframe, trying to catch his

me again, and you’ll find out

face to the name,” the woman says as she shows us to a small outside setting. I went to sit down