His Lost Lycan Luna

His found Lycan Luna. Chapter 77

Yet the feeling through the bond, I could tell Kyson fully believed that it was just a coincidence. He was unbelieving that the woman who raised me was innocent. He needed to blame her, yet after everything, I wasn’t so sure. I just needed something. Some part of the puzzle, some way to awaken my memory of that night. I had dribs and drabs. I saw Marrissa in her hunter’s uniform and the insignia, yet why did I feel it wasn’t her that called the hunters in?

I listened to them debate and argue, but how did this all link to the missing rogue women and children? So many questions were left unanswered or in doubt. Then there was Ester and Trey’s story on top of Tandi’s? Looking around at them while they were discussing what to do next, I met Trey’s eyes. He also was deep in conversation, his gaze flicking back to the box of documents as he rummaged through it.

“How did you know I was alive?” I asked him and everyone fell quiet, turning their attention to me.

“The sire bond. I could still feel it. I was sired to you. It wasn’t until years later when it went dormant that I truly believed you were dead, as everyone else did.” Trey answers and everyone turned their attention back to what they were doing, yet for some reason that sat weirdly with me.

“What if that is the link to dead children and rogue women?” I think to myself, only realizing I spoke the words out loud when everyone stops again. Kyson leans forward, kissing my shoulder as I sat on his lap.

“What are you talking about?” he asks but Trey also seemed to be thinking.

“When did the children start going missing and turning up dead?” I ask.

“After your parent’s murders,” Kyson and Damian answer.

“Have you got a list of the approximate ages of the children?” I ask, and Dustin clears his throat.

or those found and locations, but not all of them were identified,”

the rogue women? When did they

entire rogue camps were found dead,” Gannon answers, and I bite my

you thinking?” Kyson asks behind me and I turn on his

“A pattern,” I answer.

it was a serial killer, there would be a pattern, but there is none. No preference for type or ages, nothing. The only link is they were rogue,

killing them for the sake of killing them,”

you were alive!” he says before rushing

was gone before Kyson could demand an answer.

that were true, they would have had to have known you existed. Which I suppose Marrissa would have told them, but what if she had a sudden change of heart

of it,” I tell him. Kyson growls behind me. Yet how could he

Marrissa was sired to me. She couldn’t have let them kill me. So if she was part of it, why wouldn’t she just hand me over to the hunters or tell the hunters that

do you have memories of her wearing the hunter’s uniform that night? And why

mother, but why would she wait years. working here

working her damn way up

you had a mole in one of your people! I don’t think she killed Claire, I believe she was framed!” | snapped

come to my kingdom if not to kill us too?” he said standing up and I caught myself on his desk before slipping off

him. Yet nothing I said would make him see. He needed a villain and my mother, or the woman who raised me was it. He didn’t want to look at fault in his own Kingdom.