His Lost Lycan Luna (Jessica Hall) novel Chapter 133

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 133 – Kyson POV

Azalea falls asleep quickly, and I run my fingers up and down her spine, enjoying her closeness and her scent. Relief flooded me, she was officially mine, and l was hers. An overwhelming feeling washed over me, and I had never felt so complete before as I did now. Yet worry gnawed at me. I knotted her. Lost in the moment, I forgot to pull her off.

Azalea is most fertile while in heat, and the fact I knotted her just upped the chances of me getting her pregnant. Worry ate me, not because it happened but because it was clear to me that Azalea had no idea what I was talking about when I told her. Her confusion at my words made me worry more. Would she hate me if I got her pregnant so soon? My troubled thoughts clawed at my insides and gave me a headache. 

Time slipped me by as I became trapped in my thoughts. When I finally feel the swelling at the base of my c**k go down, I am able to slip free of her body. I groan when I notice the d**n handcuff still attached to my wrist. Opening the mind link, I feel Damian hoping he has the key.

Yet I could feel he was asleep, though Liam wasn’t, his mind link buzzing like a live wire in my head. I push on his tether, and he lets me in.

“Finished already, my King, that was fast. Need me to show you how it’s done,” Liam taunts.

“Liam!”

“Sorry, my King. Offer still stands,”

“Like the offer to give me a good f**k?” I ask. A stupid smile slipped onto my face as I thought of the brute…

“If that is what my duty requires, I am up for the task,”” he laughs.

“That will not be necessary, but I appreciate the offer,” I chuckled.

“You should get laid more often. You seem to be in a cheery mood now you got rid of the blue b***s,” he mocks, and I look down at Azalea and sniff her hair. She reeked of my scent, making me purr with contentment.

“No need to purr at me, my King. I’m pretty sure your calling doesn’t work on me, but hey, I can pretend if that is what you are into,” Liam snickers.

“Sorry, Azalea distracted me,” I admit.

“Sure, now what can I do for you? I assume you want something or did you just drop into my thoughts for a friendly chat?” Liam asks.

“Well, I was trying to get a hold of Damian about this customary piece of jewelry I appear to have attached to me,” I tell him.

“Oh, my Justins! Do you like those? I have a hot pink fluffy set too,”

“I would like them off and was wondering if you had a spare key since Damian is asleep.”

“I do, and Damian is definitely asleep. I am looking at him,”

“Hmm, so who is on guard?” I ask.

“Just little ole me, I noticed Damian needed a grandpa nap and Trey. Hmm, don’t like the fella, reminds me of ferret,” Liam growls.

“A ferret?” I ask.

“Yep, cute and fluffy, and then it bites. I had a ferret once, only it bit me, then I wrung its neck, twisted it all the way around, those fuckers’ bite hard,” he rambled.

“The key, Liam,”

“Oh right, should I slide it under the door, open and toss it. I could try my ninja skills, creep on in slowly and take you from behind.”

“Liam!” “Right, I am getting ahead of myself. Should I knock?” he asks, and I roll my eyes.