His Lost Lycan Luna (Jessica Hall) novel Chapter 135

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 135 – Azalea POV

Every muscle ached when I woke the following day. Kyson was nowhere to be seen, and his side of the bed was cold. Sticking my head out from under the blanket, I groaned when I saw the mess I had made. I knew I made it because I had not seen Kyson nest once since being here. He must get sick of replacing all the bed linens and his clothes. Yet as I stuck my head out, I wanted to curl back inside my nest.

As tempting as that was, I knew I couldn’t stay in bed all day, or what was left of the day, so I forced myself out of bed. Only when I did my legs give out from under me, pain ricochetted up my spine and twisted throughout every muscle. Bad enough, we had to go through the heat, but to suffer afterward seemed beyond cruel. Hobbling over to the door, I stuck my head out, keeping my n***d body behind the door. I find Damian standing there in front of my door. I was hoping to see Dustin, but right now, I couldn’t care less as long as he could help. 

“My Queen,” he says with a swift nod before turning his attention to me. He looks through the gap in the door behind me.

“Is everything alright?” he asked.

“Have you seen Kyson?”

“He is in the kitchen. I can go get him if you like?” I shake my head. If he was in the kitchen, surely he would be back sometime soon then.

“No, it’s fine, but can you ask Doc for some painkillers?”

“Ah, I see. Certainly,” he says, touching my forehead. His hand felt cold against my skin.

“You’re still a little warm,” he says, his brows pinching together before sniffing the air.

“Yet you’re not in heat, must be after-effects. I will go see what I can find. It will probably ease off when Kyson returns, just the bond fretting, so not to worry,” he says, and I shut the door.

I half wished I was a regular werewolf. They didn’t seem to fret or have these bizarre compulsions I got.

Growing up knowing one thing only to find out you’re something else entirely really made things confusing. How I could fret for someone I just saw. It made no sense to me. I made my way to the bathroom. My legs trembled as I stood outside the water spray while waiting for the water to heat. I stepped under the water as soon as it did, hoping the added heat would loosen my aching bones and wash the tension away.

Hearing a knock on the door roughly 5 minutes later, Damian announced himself, and I sang out from the bathroom to let him know it was okay to come in. He stops next to the bathroom door with his back to me.

“I set some pills on the bedside table. There is already a water bottle there.” He tells me.

“Thank you,” I tell him, rinsing the soap suds out of my hair.

“Anything else, my Queen,”

“Azalea! Did the King say anything about Dustin?” I ask nervously before rubbing my eyes and looking at his back just outside the door.

“Yes, Dustin will return to his post today,” Damian answers.

“So he is okay?”

“Yes, Kyson hasn’t punished him, but I am sure you can convince him otherwise,” Damian says. Hopefully, I could convince Kyson not to punish him. He shouldn’t be punished, just because he came with me. Either way, I intended to leave. If he wants to be angry with anyone, he should be mad at me, not him.

“And Abbie?”

“With Gannon. She is a little sore, but she is okay. I have given him the week off to spend with Abbie until she readjusts to being here.” I nod, forgetting he had his back to me.

“Anything else, my Queen?”