His Lost Lycan Luna (Jessica Hall) novel Chapter 61

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 61 – The breeze was cool as the day slowed down, and all the servants prepared for dinner and end-of-day tasks. Tugging the white sheets from the clothesline with Abbie, we folded them, bringing the corners together and placing them in the basket. We had been flat out most of the day, and she had been quiet for most of it. I know she was itching to tell me something because she tried a few times, but then she would fall quiet because someone was always around.

A guard, another servant, so amongst the blowing winds and the flapping sheets, she moved closer to me before reaching over and dropping something into the front pocket of my apron. I glanced down before putting my hand in the pocket and feeling around for what it was. My fingertips brushed something cool and metal, and I twisted my wrist in the oversized pocket and looked at what it was. It was a watch.

“When the big hand is on the twelve and the little seven, I am leaving,” she whispered, and I looked at her. She chewed her lip before glancing around nervously before reaching into her shirt and producing a small key from her bra. She dropped it in my pocket.

“I stole the key from Gannon; it’s for the laundry door,” she whispered, nodding to the one we just came out of. Behind the kitchens, it ran alongside the far gardens where the fruit trees met the forest.

“Run along the river and head west. Keep going, and you will find a bridge. Meet us at the bridge. He said he would help me get you out. You have to be there at 7 PM sharp.” she whispered, and I nodded, pulling another sheet down from the clothesline. My lips quirked in the corners.

“You convinced him,” I smiled.

“Yes, but he said if you’re late, we can’t wait. He said he doesn’t want to be caught waiting outside the town limits,” she told me, and I nodded. Looking at the sky, the clouds were moving in dark and heavy and it was going to be one h**l of a storm when it hit. I just hoped I wasn’t going to get caught in it.

“And you’re sure he won’t tell on me?”

“He promised me,” she whispered before reaching over and gripping my arm. “We will be free, just not the freedom we used to long for, but actual freedom, freedom to live” she whispered with tears in her eyes.