His Lost Lycan Luna (Jessica Hall)

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 36 – I gasped, letting him go, but he pulled me closer. “You can bite me, Ivy,” I shook my head.

“I made you bleed,” I shrieked, trying to get off him. He would surely whip me now. S**t, his guards would, the moment they noticed what I did.

“Shh, breathe. Do I sound mad?” he asked, holding my face still, my lips pressed against his warm skin, and I clamped my teeth together as the urge returned.

“It’s okay, love. If you want to bite me, bite me, I am yours to do what you want with,”

“A servant,”

“Call yourself that again and see what happens. I don’t know how much clearer I can be; I have told you I don’t want you as my servant, that I want to change you,” He sighed, his grip loosening.

“I want you to be mine, and I want to be yours. I want to make you my Queen, do you understand that? I want to mark you after you shift, Ivy, I want to change you, and I want you to be my Luna Queen,” I jerked in his hold and growled but let me sit up but refused to let me off his lap.

“You want to mark me?” I asked, and he nodded.

“Yes, I want to mark and mate you, I also want to change you,”

“But I am a rogue, a servant,”

“Not to me, your not, I don’t care for your status, and neither will my Pack, I want you, but I want you to want me to,”

“Wait, you don’t want me to be a s*x slave?” Isn’t this why he was being nice, because he wanted something?

“What?” He seemed outraged by my words.

“Is that what you thought all this was?” he snapped at me. I swallowed but nodded. What else was I supposed to think? I knew what had happened to the rogues. It hung over mine and Abbie’s head for years. Mrs. Daley made sure we didn’t forget our place; she even branded it in our skin, so we wouldn’t forget. We weren’t people; we were objects, labor, someone to kick when they feel particularly s****y about their lives, a quick power boost because we had no power of our own.

“I figured you would throw me away when you got bored, which is fine. You don’t have to promise things or do things. It is what it is,” Kyson growled, and the sound vibrated against my chest, making my heart beat erratically.

would have ordered you on your back, Ivy. I certainly wouldn’t be explaining myself to you for it either. So let me make one thing clear. I do not want a s*x slave; I want a mate, and I want you to let me be yours, equals. Not you do things because you believe it’s what I want or because you feel obligated to because I am the King,” his anger was terrifying as I watched his eyes

you uncomfortable, you tell me, I won’t get mad, and I won’t punish you for how you feel. Equals, if you want something, tell me; if you don’t,

my wishes weren’t like anyone else’s. I didn’t want to be owned. I wished for freedom, a

used it, so I found

were just dreams, something we knew would never come to fruition. If given a chance, we would

“Ivy,”

what you want,”

you are not my

I was. She got lost in a child’s dream of who I thought I would be and who I would become. A dream that became so out of reach it faded away and was long forgotten because those dreams were trampled into dust and floated off with the wind. I was an imposter of who I once was. Now I am “you,” a reflection of what they made

and I sniffled. Words were not my thing, so I found it odd that he

I am not a

lips softly. He nibbled on the bottom one. His warm

down my neck, making me purr. He paused

that” He whispered

here, so everyone knows I am yours, and you are my Queen,” he said before breaking the skin with his teeth. I jumped at the sting, but his tongue was already lapping over

vibrated, my nerves buzzing at his touch. He pulled his face from my

didn’t mark you, lvy. I can’t until you shift, but I must say I do like the look of my teeth on your skin,” my eyes went the mark I left on him. It had healed but was scarred, which I

shift, you will be able to mark me,” he says. His hands cupped my face and his thumbs went to my upper lip, pushing

is it?” I

werewolves, and they won’t extend fully until you shift but

so,”

shift, not weeks before, unless your Lycan, mine

is wrong with my teeth?” I asked, touching them with my finger. They felt the same as always, no different, and

extended than normal. That’s why I asked about your birthday.” I shrugged unsurely. Mum said it was on that day, and she

I raised