His Lost Lycan Luna (Jessica Hall) novel Chapter 99

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 99 – Liam smacked my chest, which is what woke me, and I was instantly alert as I saw the town limits as he drove in.

“Orphanage first,” I tell him, and he nods, heading straight for it. I leaned over into the back, tugging my jacket out of the bag. The morning air was a little chilly this morning. We pulled up out of the front of the building.

The place needed to be condemned, though someone had built a ramp for the old b***h to get in now that she would spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair. However, she wouldn’t have to worry about the future because hers ends today.

He pulls over to the curb, and I climb out of the car, shutting the door gently. No children were awake; lyrics could tell because no noise came from the place. So l knew that everyone was still tucked into their beds. l step over the small brick fence out the front and hear Liam open the trunk.

“Not needed here; there are children here,” I tell him.

“So what are we doing here, then?” he asks.

“Grabbing the old bat, getting a name and leaving,” I tell him, and he sighs but shuts the trunk. I continue to the door and knock, waiting to see if anyone answers. No one does, but it was only early, so I wouldn’t be surprised if Mrs. Daley was the only adult here. Walking around the back of the building, however. I found the back door unlocked and shook my head. Stepping inside, it was colder inside the orphanage than it was outside.

“F**k, it’s like the artic in here,” Liam snarls.

“I’m assuming she would no longer live upstairs,” I tell him, looking at the beaten spiral staircase.

“Not unless the old bat grew wings and can now fly,” Liam laughed.

“Oh, she will fly alright,” I tell him, walking through the bottom level, looking for where she may have had her room moved to. It was the sounds of banging around that alerted me to which one. It sounded like she fell out of bed, and her annoying screeching voice as she cursed made my upper lip pull back over my teeth as l pushed open the door. The room stunk of p**s and s**t.

“F**k me, we haven’t even touched her, and she already s**t herself,” Liam chuckled, and her head snapped u to look at us from where she was trapped beside her bed, her wheelchair overturned. Her eyes go wide, and she cowers away.

“Haven’t you done enough?” she said, visibly shaking.

“Nope, but I will make it quick. All I need is a name,” I tell her, gripping her shoulders while Liam turns the wheelchair upright. I lift her, dropping her into the seat, and she clutches the armrests.

“How about a nice cup of tea, love? You look rather parched. I make an outstanding brew,” Liam says, grabbing the handles and steering her out.

“There are children here,” she says, flinching as she passes me when I hold the door open for him to push her out.

“Well, it wouldn’t be an orphanage without children?” told her, following behind as he took her to the kitchen. Liam zips around the kitchen, and I shake my head. He liked the theatrics, and I know he was just easing her into her d***h.