His Lost Lycan Luna (Jessica Hall) novel Chapter 212

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 212

– Kyson POV

I was beginning to get a headache from all this drama. But watching Azalea, she wasn’t fearful or hesitant about asking questions. No, she demanded them with my help. I was shocked when I was able to touch her aura.

I expected it to recoil and force me out. If it did, I wouldn’t be able to touch it, let alone manipulate it. She was a Landeena, and I may have some resistance to her being that I am her mate, but overall she could make me beg at her feet once she was capable of controlling it.

Yet I was ecstatic because it meant her bond felt safe with me, that she trusted me entirely. It also meant she must have forgiven me. Our bond was solid, and now it had let me in. I could feel her as if she were an extra limb.

“Take Tandi to Abbie,” I tell Damian, and he nods before I watch him wander out with her. She is no longer needed here. Yet as I turned my gaze back to Larkin, he watched her go as if he wanted to follow.

He remained seated and rubbed a hand down his face, looking as tired as I felt.

“The missing rogue children? The ones that turned up d**d?” Azalea asks while her sadness is bleeding into me through the bond for them.

“I swear I had nothing to do with it or the Council that I know of. Whatever Crux was up to with the secret meetings. I was kept out of it. I had no idea,” Larkin says.

“What do you think of Crux?” Azalea asks. Larkin grits his teeth, resisting her command, and I force it over him harder, his eyes bulging from his head.

“Answer me!” Azalea demands.

“I can’t stand him! He is power hungry, and I don’t like how he handles the rogue women. I don’t like his side dealings. We are supposed to uphold the law, not dabble in the shady parts of it,” he growls, and my brows raise.

“So you know he is trafficking rogues?”

“Yes, that isn’t illegal under the Lycan laws. You said the packs decided. That doesn’t mean I like what he does with them.”

“That law will be changing,” Azalea growls, her anger blistering hot as she glares at me. It was my fault. I never should have given them a choice, yet I didn’t think the Council would abuse it. I nod, telling her I agree.

“Do you believe Crux is helping the hunters?” Azalea asks him.

“No! He is a council member,” Larkin answers quickly.

“Is that the only reason you believe that? Because he is a council member?” Azalea asks him.

“Well, yes. He would be breaking the law we promised to protect.”

“Is there a chance you could be wrong?” she asks, changing the question slightly.

“Well, yeah, a chance. But he wouldn’t. I don’t have to like him, but he is a good council member,” Larkin says.

“He knows nothing,” I breathe out, annoyed.

Whatever was going on with Crux and the hunters. Larkin wasn’t a part of it. That much is clear. That didn’t rule out Crux, though.

“So I can see my son?” Larkin asks.

“I’m leaving that decision to my Beta,” I tell him. Tandi was his mate, although I don’t think he is a threat to her or her son. Larkin nods his head and sighs before folding his arms across his chest and staring up at the ceiling. “This is ridiculous,” he mutters to himself.

“The council keeps track of the missing rogue children, right?” Azalea asks, and Larkin nods, turning his attention to her again.

“We have those files here,” I tell Azalea.

“And there were no patterns in any of the deaths?” she continues. Larkin shrugs.

“None we could find. Only that it was mostly females, but the ages ranged, and sometimes entire families,” Larkin says. Azalea, I could tell, was thinking hard about something, something that was really bothering her, and I knew she was eager to speak to Cedric about whatever it was she dreamed.

“Can you get a diary or something of Crux’s track records?”

“Of course, we have to log everything, even the kilometers on the cars. They have GPS built into them. They track our every move,” Larkin says.

“Wait, so Crux knows you’re here?” I ask him.

“If he looked into it, well, yes, he could track me here. My brother set it up. He didn’t trust the newer council members Crux was recruiting. They handle the smaller packs, about five or six of them.”

“Can you get Crux’s records?”