His Lost Lycan Luna (Jessica Hall) novel Chapter 154

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 154 – “So what’s up with you and the King?” I ask as we step into the Kitchen’s.

“Nothing. I just think he is hiding stuff. No. I know he is hiding stuff. I asked him about the council and what happened the other day and he never answered,” she says with a shrug.

Oliver and Logan were sitting at the bench, chopping pancakes and Azalea messed up Oliver’s hair before eating a berry he holds up for her.

“Clarice is hanging washing,” Logan tells us. I smile down at them, while Gannon went over to help Oliver use a butter knife to cut his pancakes up that he was sawing at. Azalea looks in the fridge before pulling out some orange juice. She grabs some glasses when Dustin clears his throat. She looks at him over the fridge door.

“I got juice,” She says holding it up and Dustin points to the blender. Azalea rolls her eyes walking over to it. She grabs the jug before pouring the contents down the sink.

“My Queen, you know he commanded me to let him know what you are eating,” she pours her juice uncaring.

“What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. Tell him I am happily eating the lies he feeds me” she says holding up the juice to him before drinking it. She places some cups on the counter in front of the boys with juice and hands me one. She offers one to Gannon and Dustin but they both shake their heads when Clarice walks in from out the back.

Gannon looks over at her from feeding Oliver some pancake on his little fork, before straightening up when she glares at him.

“He needs to learn to hold the fork properly himself, Gannon,” Clarice says, she clicks her tongue before leaning down and kissing Oliver’s little head.

“He was struggling ma, let me feed him,” Gannon says, sending him a wink. Clarice swats Gannon’s a*s with her tea towel before flicking the kettle on.

“Have you girls had breakfast?” Clarice asks.

“Yep. I had some home truths for breakfast,” Azalea says bitterly and Clarice gives her a look.

“And how did they taste?” she asks.

“Bitter, like the King,” Azalea mutters, sipping her juice. I snicker, she was indeed in a mood, making me wonder if it was the pregnancy hormones. You could just make out the slightest bump if you looked hard enough. Her belly no longer looked sucked in from malnourishment, instead her belly was flat with the slightest hint of a bump. It was trippy to see how fast Lycan baby’s grew.

“I heard you and the King had an argument,” Clarice says.

“You did?” she asks skeptical,

“Pretty sure everyone heard you both fighting on the stairs before you went to get Abbie,” Clarice chuckles. Azalea cheeks turn slightly pink.

“Well, if everyone stopped keeping things that involve me from me, we wouldn’t be arguing,” she says while looking around at everyone who averts their gaze as she says it.

She bites the corner of her lip. “You all know what he is hiding.” she states.

Clarice busies herself with cleaning the sink. Dustin found a spot on the roof to stare at, and Gannon was shoveling food in Oliver’s mouth so fast the kid looked like a cartoon character, as he chewed fast before swallowing and opening his mouth again.

Azalea growls. “Of course everyone knows but us!” she says, motioning toward me and Gannon looks at me and gives a soft shake of his head. That movement does not go unnoticed by her either when her eyes go to mine.

I could never lie to her, and the knowing look on her face that I knew had me blurt it out like word vomit.

“Mr. Crux is your illegitimate cousin on your father’s side. The council are suspected to be in with the hunters and your blood is special because you can change humans into Lycans” I blurted.

Gannon drops the fork he was holding and Dustin and Clarice gape at me while Azalea blinks at me clearly shocked. Gannon growls before pressing his lips in a line. I had never intentionally lied to her and I wasn’t about to start now.

“How hard was that? Geez!” Azalea says, sipping her juice and I let out a breath.

“Wait! Crux is my cousin?” she asks like that information she found the most shocking.

“Is that why he freaked out when he learned who I was?” she asks me, but I had no idea what she was talking about this time. I look at Gannon who growls.

“No. Because of your parents’ gifts, they were probably worried you inherited them,” Gannon answers and Clarice hangs her head.

“What sort of gifts?” Azalea asks.

“I am sorry, I can’t tell you that. And Abbie wasn’t even supposed to tell you what she did,” he says, shooting me a look. Azalea looks at Dustin for an answer but not even he was willing to speak up about it. She puts her cup down and shakes her head. Tears burning her eyes. I wished I knew so I could tell her.