His Lost Lycan Luna

His found Lycan Luna Chapter 74

i Damian stared at me in confusion as I stared at him. What did he mean? Who was Taylor? She is standing right in front of him?

“Hello, can someone tell me what the fuck is going on? Did you give me your whore name?” Damian demanded, and I gasped at what he called her. Yet she snarled, spinning on her heel to glare at him.

“I’m Taylor. It’s my birth name. My middle name is what I go by now,” Taylor snaps at him. Damian takes a step back from her before growling at her and wincing as if he was pained.

“And I want you to hand over my son before you drop him,” Taylor growls, holding her arms out to the air.

“Not until I know you are inside and not going to try to run off on me again,” he retorts. He then shakes his head when I notice the bundled-up toddler sleeping soundly in his arms. A smirk crosses Liam’s face as he prepares to assist Dustin in removing a few

as he snickers behind

you prick, before I cut your balls off,” she snarls at him, pulling my attention away from Dustin, who I was still yet to release from my command. Using the mind link, I send Trey

Who is she, why is she here, and—” Kyson sighs, looking between all of us, and Damian is the one who

exhausted, as if he has tried to explain this story to everyone a thousand times. she is also my mate,” Damian says, scrubbing a hand down his face while holding the child closer and rocking him with one arm,

me, Ivy felt dead, too. She was the person I once was, and I no longer identify myself with that name or person I used to be anymore. Having experienced so much in the past few months, I didn’t believe it would be ever possible for me to relate

conceal the shock in his face. However, it was less shocking to me that he was her mate than it was to discover that she

mates these days, so much for

to be catching that damn disease. I will need to get me some mate repellant, ain’t that right Dusty poo,” Liam says, coming over to us. The nickname was not

Tandi, I’m Azalea. Nice to see you again,” I smile. Her brows furrow in

to me?” she ponders. “And what are you doing here, and where is Abbie?” she asks, trying to take her son

as I hear her coming up behind us. The sound of hurried footsteps caught my attention, and I turned to see Abbie standing in her tracks as she stumbles out of the door. In a state of shock, Trey grips her arm to keep her steady as her mouth opens and closes in shock. As Abbie looks