His Lost Lycan Luna (Jessica Hall)

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 127 – Azalea POV

My nose tickled as his scent invaded my nose. My entire body was overheating, and I wasn’t sure if the heat was radiating from him or me. His skin was blisteringly hot while my blood felt like it was boiling and bubbling in my veins. Lifting my head, I find Kyson asleep beneath me. His heady scent made my mouth water, and everywhere his skin touched tingled and buzzed like a live wire was running beneath my skin. My thighs were drenched, and I groaned, knowing I was in heat again. But why was Kyson so hot? lyrics wondered, about climb off him and run for the bathroom to have a cold shower.

“Remain where you are. You can’t move even if you wanted to.” Damian’s voice made me look over my shoulder. A growl escaped me; logically, I knew it was Beta Damian, yet my body reacted to the intruder near my nest. A nest I don’t remember building in my sleep. The thin sheet covering me falls slightly, and Damian averts his gaze to the far wall and clears his throat, making me look down to find myself naked. Why was I naked? And who undressed me? My eyes widen, and l scramble to tug the sheet back to cover myself, only to feel Kyson move under me. No, he didn’t move. I was handcuffed to him, my wrist cuffed to his. My movement made Kyson purr in his sleep while l figured out what had happened.

I stare at the handcuff before glancing at Damian. “Why am I handcuffed? Did you undress me?” I asked him, and Damian sat back in his wooden chair that I knew was from the small office behind the door on the far wall. He folds his arms across his chest.

“Yes, I had no choice. You are in heat! I need to talk to you, and you will listen to me, my Queen,” Damian states and I could tell he was no going to leave until he did. I roll my eyes, and Beta Damian growls.

“Un-cuff me,” I tell him, but he presses his lips in a line. “No!” he says, earning a growl from me. I wanted to check on Dustin and Abbie. Although I wasn’t sure if that would be possible because with Kyson’s skin touching mine, I was barely holding it together, wanting nothing more than to roll my hips against him and claim him.

“I have been with the King for as long as I can remember, and he can be a stubborn idiot at times. However, you are also just as stubborn. You put yourself in unnecessary danger and put your life at risk, and that of Dustin. You put my King at risk. Your mate!” I s*****w, looking down at Kyson. Tugging the blanket higher, I go to move off of Kyson when he speaks again.

“Remain where you are. Kyson’s life depends on it. You move and could d*e, and I did not carrying him here and undress you for him to drop d**d on me now!” Damian snaps, and I freeze. “What?” I gasp, wondering what he is talking about.

“Kyson asked me not to say anything, but I will not watch him d*e when you can save him. Both of you are too stubborn to see your own flaws or each other’s side. Now you will listen to me,” he snaps, and I could see his frustration clearly by the tight clench of his jaw and how white his knuckles were as the skin stretched over them when he gripped the armrest of the wooden chair. Damian was usually calm. Although, right now he looked murderous, and I wasn’t sure if he wanted to m****r me or the King, maybe both? So I figured it probably best to listen and not p**s off the Lycan who looked like he could snap in half like a twig.

“I’m listening,”

and don’t do is for yours and the King’s safety, just

not take offense,

was like to be scolded by a teacher because I imagined so. “When Kyson had your heat stopped, it didn’t stop for him. Lycan men suffer the same as women during the

leaning forward in his chair

men. You denying him wasn’t just k*****g you, it is k*****g the King. Male Lycan’s heat can not be stopped like a woman’s. Just because yours has doesn’t mean it did for him, which is why he is like that,” Damian said, nodding

feel it thumping beneath my palm resting on the center of his chest. “Right now, your skin contact is the only thing keeping

to mate him. You just said

says, his eyes flickering onyx, as he swallows

“What?” I murmur horrified.

more days. His life depends on it, so you need to put your issues aside and save your mate. I have watched King’s and Queen’s fall from war. I will not watch them fall from something that could be avoided, all because of a lack of communication because both of you are

“No, you will do this. You need to realize being Queen comes with responsibilities, responsibilities you do not understand, but your King does. You will d*e without him and him you. Before you find another excuse, Abbie is fine, Dustin is fine, but your mate is not. He messed up by not believing you about Abbie, but he can not make up for that mistake if he is d**d. So it is time for my Queen to grow up and take responsibility for her own

to turn to face him without either exposing myself or climbing off Kyson. I only manage to tangle myself in the sheet. However, Damian stops and turns back to face

Damian purses his lips impatiently. “You don’t expect me to um…he is asleep! And I don’t know

sighs and glances around, his eyes stopping