His Lost Lycan Luna (Jessica Hall) novel Chapter 27

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 27 – Ivy POV

The King led me downstairs, and I really needed to pee. I had been busting all morning, and as we stepped down the last step, Clarice was waiting with an insulated bag in her hands.

“Morning, King Kyson,” She said awfully chirpy. She smiled at me, and Damian took the bags from her. “I can carry them,” I tell him, but he shakes his head. My brows furrow. I didn’t know what to do with myself as the King spoke to one of the guards that were waiting with Clarice. However, I noticed the guard from upstairs standing behind me when I heard chattering and looked up the hall.

Abbie walked out of the billard room down the corridor, and my eyes lit up. I went to rush to her when I realized the King had a hold of my hand. Abbie’s eyes also lit up before she contained her urge to do the same. However, the King felt the tug on his hand before I remained still. He glanced down at me before bringing my hand to his lips. My eyes widened, and I looked away when Clarice smiled at me. Shouldn’t she be scolding me? She scolded Ester for the way she carried on around the King and here I was, lowest of the servants here since I was also rogue and she smiles and says nothing.

The guards didn’t even bat an eyelash at his outrageous affections.

“What is it?” the King asks, and I shake my head before he grips my chin tilting my face up toward his. I was pretty sure all the blood ran from my face when he brushed his lips on mine briefly. Dread filled my stomach. There were around twenty guards stationed along the walls, yet none moved.

“What is it?” he repeated.

“It’s Abbie, my king,” Clarice answers and he lets my chin go before looking over my shoulder. He nods to her before letting my hand go.

“Go see her if you want before we leave,” he answers, and I bounce on my feet. I look at Clarice, who nods to me, saying it was also alright. I must have looked like a child in a candy store with my excitement as I rushed toward her. A sob burst from Abbie’s lips when I crashed against her, smothering her with my hug. She squeezed tight like she couldn’t bear to let me go, and I never wanted her to.

Her hands fussily wiped my tears and mine hers. “I was so worried when I didn’t see you for a few days, I thought they got rid of you,” She says before holding me at arm’s length. I grip her arms when she looks me up and down.

“Where is your uniform?”

“I have to go with the King somewhere. He told me to wear them,”

“You’re leaving the castle,” I nod to her feeling nervous seeing her nervousness. She also knew it wasn’t normal for a rogue to be taken places.

“But you’re coming back, right?” she says, and I watched the blood run from her face. She glanced down at my clothes again.

“Yes, I will bring her back, Abbie,” The King said, and she instantly straightened, letting me go. She bows to him before glancing between us. I felt his chest press against my back as his hand brushed my side.