His Lost Lycan Luna (Jessica Hall) novel Chapter 191

His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 191

Book.2 Chapter 66

Kyson POV

Angry was an understatement. Azalea had just pulled rank over me. Well, not fechnically. I knew she didn’t command me. Despite that, the threat was the same. And for Ester and her son, it aggravated me as I stormed off toward my office. I was sick and tired of coming second with her over everything. Weeks! looked after her, and she stood up for the person responsible for putting her in that state in the first place.

Damian was waiting in my office for me when I opened the door, looking over the paperwork at my desk. He looks up at me as I step inside and shut the door behind me. He gives me a disapproving look as ! move toward my bar and pour myself a drink.

“What is that look for?” I asked him.

“Do you have to ask?” he says, leaning back in his chair. I pass him his drink, and he takes it, sipping it.

“Azalea?” he asks, and I growl, my Lycan side pressing beneath my skin, and I only just shifted back on the walk here and didn’t feel like having to tame my anger again.

“Don’t!” I warn him, and he clicks his tongue.

“Your anger and your drinking,” he holds his glass up. “Is getting the better of you!” he snaps at me as I take my seat. I sighed, and Damian got up from his seat before moving around the room and retrieving some pants from the closet behind the door. He tosses a black pair of shorts to me, and I snatch them from the air before setting my glass of whiskey down on my desk.

“How did you go?”I ask him, pushing my chair out so I can pull them up my legs.

“I want to send someone to Crux. Maybe check out the brothels, and see if they can get any intel,” Damian says just as Liam wanders into the room as I am doing up the draw-string, and I slump heavily in my chair.

“Ah, you should be with Azalea,” I tell Liam, and Liam shrugs.

“Well, I am here. And Trey is with her,” Liam answers nonchalantly before moving toward my bar area. Instead of grabbing a glass, he takes the entire bottle before walking over, topping up my glass, then tip ping the bottle to his lips.

“Saving that liver of yours, my King,” he says, sending me a wink. I pick up my glass and sip it, turning my attention back to Damian, who I had sent off to look into the council finances, and Alpha Dean’s and Al pha Brock’s pack finances while I was dealing with Ester and Peter.

“So you think they still have something to do with the missing children?” I ask, also agreeing. I have thought that for a while, all of us had suspicions about that pack. Yet we still had to prove our theories.

“Yes. Well, I don’t believe Ester was going around killing children. But even after you commanded her the other day …” Damian pauses.

“Half commanded her. I wouldn’t call it a full command after what Gannon told me,” Liam chuckled, and we both looked at him.

“What? Gannon said she didn’t even break out in a sweat. So I would hardly call that a command,” Liam says, making my brows pinch because he was right. She put up no fight at all to my persuasion when I questioned her.

“Hmm. Interesting,” I mutter.

“Interesting? I don’t trust the bitch. Too much doesn’t add up.” Liam says, and he was right. We were barely at the tip of the iceberg,

“What do you think of Trey?” I ask him.

“Ferret Face? I will admit I had him pegged wrong, but Ester…” He shakes his head.

“Too much makes little sense and can’t be verified. And you saw how shocked Trey was to learn he had a nephew. And about Marrissa,”

“Yes, I have to admit the whole Marrissa thing makes little sense to me. Why wouldn’t she come for ward? It makes no sense. Because if Peter was Landeena, she would have known we would have protected him. So why not tell us?” Damian says with a shrug. He had a point. Landeena’s hold immunity, so who was she hiding him from?

“You think Ester is lying?” I ask them, and they both nod.