His Lost Lycan Luna (Jessica Hall) novel Chapter 182

Book 2. His Found Lyca? Luna. Chapter 57 

asked a fucking question!” Kyson snarls before turning on Trey. He stalks toward him when the woman calls out.

“He’s my son!” she says, making all of us freeze. My eyes widen, and Kyson looks between the couple and Trey. Liam does the same, yet my eyes go to Trey.

“Ester, is your sister?” I asked him.

“That slut is not my fucking sister!” he growls menacingly, and Kyson roars back at him. Trey drops his head before baring his neck to me. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to speak that way to you, Azalea,” Trey murmurs.

“Okay… Well, I am fucking lost here! Not what I thought you were going to say. Not gonna lie, but when I saw you burst through those damn doors, I, for a whole second believed Peter was your son and that you never knew.” Liam says, and Trey puts his head in his hands.

“He isn’t, though. Right? Because that’s a little fucked up. And bloody gross, man. Not that I am judging or anything, but… Fuck it! Yeah, I am judging,” Trey growls, glaring at Liam while my head is spinning, trying to figure it out.

“Is that what it is? Did you fuck your sister? Or is this bitch lying?” Liam asks, nudging his head at the woman. Kyson just kept staring back and forth. My neck was hurting from doing the same as I tried to figure it out myself.

“I did not fuck that whore!” Trey growls.

“Wait! So Ester is your sister?!” Kyson snaps.

“She is not my sister!” Trey snarls.

“Will someone tell me what is going on here?” Kyson snarls, finding himself caught up in the drama. I moved toward Trey, but Kyson’s arm wrapped around my waist, stopping me as he pulled me against him.

“No. You remain by my side. I won’t be taking chances with your life,” he whispers. Trey glares at the woman on the small veranda when the woman speaks as she steps down the steps and onto the grass.

“Trey is my son,” she says, and Kyson looks at Trey, and he nods.

“How?” is all Kyson says.

“My father raised me. My father was a Landeena guard” Trey says, glaring at the man who was beside the woman.

“She is my mother and it turns out Peter is my nephew. I am Ester’s half-brother and that prick isn’t my father!” Trey snarls.

“If I were you, you wouldn’t be a disrespectful little shit! I would’ve beaten that attitude out of you when you were younger. You dare come in here mouthing off and demanding answers we don’t fucking have! We don’t see Ester. She has nothing to do with us.” The man sneers.

“And where is Ester? Does anyone know?” I asked. The couple look at each other but both shrug.

“Liam, go find her and bring her to the castle,” Kyson says, although something else played on my mind. Why haven’t they come looking for Peter? Did they care so little for him?

I place my hand on Kyson’s chest and look at him, and he sighs.

“My mate wants to ask you both some questions, though now I have a few of my own,” Kyson says, looking at Trey.

“I will put on a pot of tea, My King,”