His Lost Lycan Luna (Jessica Hall) novel Chapter 140

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 140 – I watch her grab a towel and wrap it around herself, and I stand, stepping out of the shower. My face is already heating. I start shredding my clothes dropping them in awet heap as Abbie sticks her head out the door. Kyson was yelling at me through the mind-link and the guards and I tried my best to ignore him.

“I will get you some spare clothes,” Abbie says.

“Don’t bother,” I tell her, and she glances at me but quickly rushed into the room. Kyson was still talking through the mindlink, arguing with Guards to leave Gannon’s quarters. While Liam asked neverending questions, it was hard trying to keep tabs on how many people’s voices were suddenly flitting through my head.

I grab a towel and dry myself, and Abbie runs back into the room with a cami and shorts, trying to pass them to me while she starts pulling on a turtle neck and long pants.

“Here,” she whispers, but I shake my head.

“Az?” I go to step past her when she stops in front of me.

“Gannon is out there,” she says, gripping my arm when he suddenly opens the door standing completely n***d. I had no idea where to look, so I stared up at the roof, and so did he. Awkward.

“Hang on, we doing this in style,” Liam says through the mind-link and I look at Gannon who sends me a wink.

“I swear, Azalea when I get home,” Kyson starts.

“Well, that sounds like a challenge, my King,” I tell him.

“Put some clothes on, and Liam, stay away from my mate,” he snaps.

“What? Na, I am streaking with her, got my best apron for this, and if Gannon is strutting his stuff, so is me, sometimes you gotta air out the skinsuit,” Liam says.

“I said clear the halls,” The King commanded.

“Everyone remains at their posts!” I commanded back a little shocked at how easily I did.

The King growls “Azalea!”

“My King?” Clarice says, through the mindlink.

I could hear Abbie asking what was going on, but I grabbed her hand almost blindly as everyone’s faces flitted through my head along with their voices.

“I can’t do this with you in my d**n head,” I tell Kyson.

“Good because you aren’t doing it,” he growls.

“What is going on?” Clarice asks.

“Azalea is about to streak through the d**n halls,” Kyson tells her.