His Lost Lycan Luna

His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 197

Book2. chapter 72

Azalea POV Kyson was stoking the fire while I looked over old maps. Kyson was trying to teach me about the King doms and what each represented. To me, it was gibberish, yet I was determined to learn.

He also explained everything about Ester and Trey and how Marrissa was my father’s mate, which ex plained why she never shifted, though I didn’t understand why she and Jordan wouldn’t try to save them selves. They could have taken down Alpha Dean’s Pack easily, being Lycan.

There were also holes to me that didn’t make sense. Walking back to me, Kyson sits behind me on the sofa, his finger fiddling with my hair as he twisted it into a braid. We had a good afternoon; Kyson almost seemed to have a lobotomy.

Whatever Damian had said to him had changed his entire demeanor. I shiver as his fingers brush the back of my neck, making me cringe a little at the ticklish feeling when I knew I was treading dangerously, but it had been playing on my mind all afternoon. So I needed to ask.

“Can I ask you something?” I ask him, leaning back and placing my head on his thigh. “Hmm,” he hums, tipping my head forward to finish braiding it. “You said you commanded Ester, right?” He hums in agreement again, and my brows furrowed. I could tell through the bond he didn’t like this line of questioning.

“How strongly did you command her?” “Fairly strongly. Enough to drop her if she lied. Why?” “Just some things don’t make sense to me,” I admit. “Like what?” “For one, why my mother…

He fell quiet for a second, and

been the only thing keep ing her alive,” Kyson says, and I sigh. “Well, what about

make sense. Landeena’s have immunity. You would have been forced to protect Peter. Marrissa had to have known that; that hardly seems like much of a threat to me,” I tell

for hunters?” | shake my head. What safer place would there be then to be protected by the King’s guard? Then again, is that why Marrissa refused to fight to protect me? She did say as much, but if that were the

was searching for her and the council. “I think you’re looking too much into it. Ester was commanded. She can’t fight my command” “Unless she had

either. His bloodline is watered down. His blood would have no effect on her against me,” Kyson says, and I

Kyson says, tipping my head back, yet one thing kept playing on

if I am? It feels wrong. I knew Marrissa, and she loved me. She would never have hurt me like that?”

Kyson growls, dipping his face and nipping at my lips, but I turn my face before he can deepen it. Kyson sighs. “I don’t want to fight

says, and I swallow. Despite that, my mind was made up. Marrissa didn’t do it, and now I had to find a way to prove it because Kyson refuses to believe he

had it wrong, but how do I ex plain her killing all those children or his sister? “I get it. You want to see good in

thought about it, the little things keep popping up, and now I am kind of regretting not questioning her myself.” “You don’t trust what she said

she couldn’t have resisted it? No doubt?” I ask him, and he falls quiet e “I am sure, Azzy. Please,

to his bar in the corner. “I hate when you drink,” I tell him, and he stops glancing at me over his shoulder. “I am only having one,” “It’s never one, and you know it. You think I didn’t see how much you drank after the-” | trail off, shak ing my head. Don’t go