Mated To The King’s Gamma novel Chapter 43

Chapter 43

Gannon POV

“Up, get out of bed.” Liam says, clapping his hands loudly. I tug my pillow over my head, trying to go back to sleep, when he strips the blanket back off the bed. “Oh la la, what have we here? Sleeping in the buff, I see, me likey,” he says moments before his hand slaps my ass. The slap of his hand branded my ass, and I could feel every damn finger seared into my backside.

I snarl, rolling over onto my back and glaring at him. “Liam, you fucking Twat!” I hiss, rubbing my ass that I could feel was welted. “Get out of my room

“No, can do. I have a job to do, and you are coming with me.” he declares. I groan, reaching for my blanket and tugging it back up, and rolling back onto my stomach.

“Go annoy Dustin or Damian,” I tell him when he snatches my blanket, ripping it completely off the bed this time.

“Up, or I will make use of that ass by turning it into my personal cum dumpster.” Liam snaps and I snarl, sitting up and tossing my legs over the side of the bed while he strolls over to my drawers, grabbing clothes out and tossing them at me.

I snatch them, slipping them on. “And where are we going?” I ask.

“Anywhere but this room. I am sick of watching you sulk,” Liam says. Great, he woke me for no damn reason. I yank my shirt over my head.

“Has Abbie called you?” I ask him as I slip my sneakers on. Glancing up at him, he shakes his head.

“When was the last time you spoke to her?”

“Days ago, a week, maybe more,” I shrug while placing my other shoe on.

“She’ll come around, Gannon. She will realize what sort of man he is,” Liam says. Grabbing my belt from off the bedside table, I pull it through the belt hoops before doing up the buckle and following him out of the room.

“Maybe ask Kyson for permission to visit her,” Liam suggests as we follow the stairs. I had no idea where he was taking me, but I followed him to the kitchens and down into the basement.

“Kyson wants me to find all the archives on the Azalea Landeena,” Liam tells me, and I nod. We had a sneaking suspicion Ivy may be the missing Landeena princess, the rightful heir to the Landeena Kingdom.

Which meant Kyson’s treatment of her was for nothing. He believed she was the daughter of infamous serial killer Marrissa Talbot, but as of now, we had doubts because too much didn’t add up.

I had mentioned to Damian a few times that I thought something was off with how she acted. She acted more like a Lycan instinct-wise than a werewolf. Kyson, however, refused to listen to us. Until now.

Moving to the far cells, we were dragging boxes out, going through them looking for anything and everything on the Landeena’s and their missing daughter, who would be around Ivy’s age.

We find a few files and go through them quickly before deciding to show them to Damian to see if they are of any use. Unfortunately, we barely scratched a dent in the cell. It was almost inaccessible, and it was stacked high to the ceilings and there were six others like it.

When we were done, Liam dragged me to training with the men and some of the old Landeena guard that survived after their Kingdom fell. I tried to call Abbie before, eventually. We were on patrol until late at night. Liam, I could tell, was trying to keep me distracted or, more like babysitting me.