His Lost Lycan Luna (Jessica Hall) novel Chapter 35

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 35 – “What if I changed you, made you into a Lycan?” The King asked, and my eyes locked onto his. I shook my head, horrified. I didn’t want to be an immortal, and I didn’t want to watch Abbie grow old and d*e without me; we made a pact that we would go out together. What he is asking? When another thought occurred to me, why would he want to do that?

“Why?” I blurted.

“Because I want to change your title as I said,”

“By making me a Lycan? That isn’t automatically changing my title, and what of Abbie? And what would people think? No, that is a terrible idea, Kyson; they would k**l me., I rambled in a panic.

“Who would k**l you?”

“The other Lycans, everyone who knew what I was before, and that don’t automatically change my status just because I would be immortal. I am still rogue, would still be a servant, I don’t want to be an enslaved person for eternity?” What just happened? I couldn’t process anything. My mind was blank, and I must have continued rambling and blubbering because he pressed a finger to my lips to silence me. The King dropped his head against my collarbone.

“Don’t you get it, Ivy, I have been saying it for days now, yet you are not understanding. I told you in the shower; I don’t want you as my servant. I want you.”

“I only know how to be a servant, Kyson, a rogue or slave. That is what I was destined to be,” I growled before covering my mouth.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to growl at you. I keep doing it. I’m sorry,”

“You’re coming of age, that’s why you keep growling, and your emotions are getting more heightened. Growl at me all you want,” He laughed. I sighed, embarrassed at my outburst. I remembered how moody Abbie got before she first shifted. What a traumatizing experience that was. We were forever getting the cane that week, then her shift. I tried not to think about it.

Mrs. Daley wouldn’t let her outside, under the moon. Your first shift is easier if it is a full moon and you can feel its light. It induced our animalistic side to come forward faster. I had heard h****r stories of no moon for days, and some stuck in a semi-shifted state.

Mrs. Daley forbade her from going outside and locked us in our tiny room that had no windows, she screamed for hours, and every time she got too loud, Mrs. Daley would come up and whip her. It got to the point where I ended up muffling her sounds with my hands because I couldn’t handle watching her be beaten in that state when she cried out too loudly.

The King clicked his fingers in front of my face. “Ivy, where did you just go?” he asked, waving his hand in front of my face.

“Sorry, I was just thinking,”

“Of what you looked like, you were stuck in a nightmare,”