His Lost Lycan Luna (Jessica Hall) novel Chapter 65

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 65 – Fear momentarily p*******d me and I could feel the hair on his legs brush against mine, as he trapped me beneath him, caging me in, his hands on either side of my head.

The crunch of twigs had me look up to see Damian step out of the trees in just a pair of shorts. “Leave us,” the King commanded and my eyes met Damian’s fleetingly before he disappeared within the trees leaving me with the King. His chest rumbled with his growl against my back and he buried his nose in my neck making me whimper. Tears trekked down my cheeks as I tried to claw out from under him only for him to press his chest firmly against my back forcing me to the ground. His teeth nipped my shoulder making me cry out when I tried to move.

“You would dare try to leave me, to leave your King,” he snarled next to my ear, his gravelly voice sending a shiver up my spine. My entire body shook beneath him, his aura slamming down on me, domineering and forcing another whimper to leave my lips. “You’re mine, mine lvy and you will remain with me, I will chain you to my d**n bed if needed,” he growled.

My claws slipped from my fingertips, enraged by his words although petrified at the same time. They dug into the earth and he snarled, nipping my shoulder and making me flinch as he broke my skin.

“Submit,”” he growled in a warning and I felt my eyes flicker before my own growl slipped out of me before I could stop it. My vision changed, illuminating the darkness and making my surroundings brighter. His hand fell on my shoulder, claws sinking in as his weight lifted before he flipped me on my back with a swift yank before dropping his weight against my abdomen and legs. Trapping me once again. His aura smashed against me and he roared in my face. “I said submit,” he growled yet his words washed over me, and instead of a whimper, rage came out in the form of a growl.

“I am your f*****g King, you will submit to me, he snarled, pressing his chest against mine.

“The same King who doesn’t want me for a mate,” I snarled back and my eyes flickered, my vision making his features clearer as my eyes adapted to the darkness, making everything look different, turning a luminescent blue which made his glare harden as his eyes examined my face. He used his nose turning my face, his fur brushing against my face before he snarled “You’re mine,” he shook with rage above me and the bond flared, making me angry.