His Lost Lycan Luna (Jessica Hall) novel Chapter 72

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 72 – Kyson POV

Clarice lied to me; she knew where lvy was, but she did not check in like she was supposed to, which infuriated me.

“Where is she?” I snapped at her, and she took a step back from me.

“Outside helping Peter,” Clarice told me.

“I will deal with you when I get back,” I said, turning toward my guards.

“F*****g find her,” I ordered them, and they took off.

“She isn’t doing anything wrong, my King; she is only helping clean the graves,” Clarice said in Ivy’s defense. Hearing that only infuriates me further.

“You let the daughter of their k****r, clean their graves, the disrespect, Clarice, f*****g think,” I roared at her, and she narrowed her eyes at me before pointing an accusing finger at me.

“You listen here, Kyson, I have watched you grow, I helped f*****g raise you, you do not speak to me like that. That girl is not her mother, and if you are too blind to see it, then you have no right being her mate,” she snarled at me. My fist smacked down on the bench, and she jumped before glaring at me. This old woman was putting her foot out of line if she thought she could speak to me this way.

“You are a b****y idiot. That girl has suffered enough. Stop punishing her for the crimes of her mother. She didn’t k**l Claire,” I growled at the mention of my sister’s name, and I felt the urge to shift rush through every cell in my body, making my skin vibrate. Turning on my heel, I walked out before l hurt the woman. She was right about helping raise me. Clarice was more my mother than my real one. She did most of the raising since mum was always busy being Queen, but that didn’t mean she could tell me what to do.

Walking outside, my men were all standing at the top of the graveyard. Shoving past them, I growl when I don’t see them grabbing her. Searching the rows, I find her at the last one and stop beside her. I growl, and she looks up when I notice her hands. Her fingertips were bleeding, and she was covered in mud, the heat emanating off her skin I could feel even with the cool breeze.

Taking the scrub brush from her hands, I snarled, “D**n it, Ivy, look at your hands.”. But she snatched it back from me before turning back to the grave. Grabbing the scrubbing brush back, I tossed it in the bucket. The water splashed against her, and I noticed a few of the guard’s step closer and I glared at them, making them take a step back.

“Kyson!” Damian snarled through the mind-link.

“Quiet, you don’t interfere when I am dealing with her,” I ordered, ignoring him.

“You didn’t check-in; Clarice is now in trouble for covering for you. Why are you out here? You disobeyed me,” I snapped at her before bending down and gripping her arms. She turned to d**d weight in my hands, so I shook her, her skin so hot it was making me angrier seeing how sunburnt she was.