His Lost Lycan Luna (Jessica Hall)
Chapter 156

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 156 — Kyson POV

A growl escaped my lips as the driver spun the car around, heading back to the castle. Trey was inmy head the entire time, only to learn Azalea had commanded Gannon, Dustin, Clarice, and Abbienot to follow her, though he kept telling me she wasn't aware she commanded them. That much Ibelieved. She wasn't aware of her alpha voice yet. But leaving the castle while carrying our child wasjust plain foolish. Liam and Damian remain quiet in the car, knowing anything would set me off.

As the car pulled up out in front of the castle, the tires screeched as they hit the cobblestonedriveway. I couldn't risk taking her with me, yet what we needed to investigate at the packs, a letter,or my word wasn't good enough and I couldnt send my men without the risk of endangering themor the pack refusing. Which would either lead to my men k*****g them or them waiting them out forme to get there, giving the pack a chance to destroy any evidence. Neither was a suitable optionand if the pack had something to hide, they would do anything necessary to hold my men off whilethey got rid of any damning evidence.

Jumping out of the car, the guards at the front door quickly rushed and opened the doors before Ieven reached them, both men stepping out of my reach. She was one small girl, and she slippedaway from them. Yet how was beyond me? Clarice waits inside the door and scrambles to my side,apologizing as I stalk toward the stairs. Pain rattles through my ankle and foot, so much so that Iknew she was awake because I felt every time she passed out because the pain would end and herfear of me dissipate. She knew she was in trouble and it irked me that she feared me more than shefeared whatever was going on with her.

Clarice explained what happened, and I am pissed off that the gardener didn't deter her. Everyonehere knows she wasn’t supposed to step outside these castle doors. Coming to the steps leading tomy quarters, Gannon and Dustin stood there staring toward the door but unable to move anyfurther.

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I shove past them, and they hang their heads as I growl. Despite trying to avoid it, I had no choicebut to teach her how to use her command to remove them from her order. As she screamed andsobbed for someone to stop, her voice reached my ears.

I shove the doors open, and they bounce off the walls with a crack, making the room fall silent. I seeTrey leaning over her and I see red. He only had a pair of shorts on and was covered in blood fromhead to toe. A furious growl tears out of me and he moves, stepping aside with his hands up in theair.

My body trembled with the urge to shift moments before I did. Azalea threw her arms out. “He isn'thurting me!” she screams, making me halt. I turn my head to look at her, only to see the huge nailprotruding from her foot, and a piece of tree attached to it. Blood stained the sheets.

“Well, he kind of was, but not intentionally,” she says. Her hands shook as she tried to grip the hugenail that speared through her foot. “What the f**k happened? You told me she hurt her f*****g foot!Not that she had a...” Kneeling next to her, I examine it.

"A 14-inch iron spike in her foot?”

"Yes, I didn't tell you, because she wanted me to rip it out before you got here,” Trey answers. I lookat her and she drops her head, her cheeks flushing. “I knew you would be mad,” she stammers, herhands trembling where she tried to get a grip on it.

"How?" I ask, trying to figure this out.

"Fallen tree. She tried to climb over it, but it was hollow. She fell through it, and of all the trees, shehad to fall into one of the old target trees,” Trey answers and I grip her ankle, examining it. Azaleahisses and grips my wrist feebly when I try to touch the flat end, holding the piece of bark to thebottom of her foot. “Don't!” she cries.

"We had to break the tree to get her out. After I ripped her out, I noticed she took part of the treewith her,” Trey says with a sigh.

I look him over. His mousy brown hair is a mess and his hair sticks to the skin on his face that wascoated with blood. My eyes move over him, noticing the healing scratches and claw marks coveringhis body. He said he got into a fight with a bear, and purse my lips before turning back to her foot."What do you want to do?” Trey asks, and she looks at him, but turning my head, I see Trey islooking at me, waiting for an answer.

“I guess we are going to have to yank it out,” I tell him. It was the only obvious answer. Azaleascrambles back as I pounce on her, and she shrieks.

“No! Get the doctor!” she says, but the doctor was delivering a baby. Trey told me earlier he hadsent someone to replace him.

“No! Kyson, I can wait! No! Trey, please don't let him!” she screamed when I pinned her to the bed. Iam suddenly thrown off and hear a feral roar as I am flung into the dresser.

Shocked, I shake myself, trying to figure out what happened as I glanced around. Dazed, I got to myfeet to replace Trey had shifted. “F**k!” he curses, shocked, shifting back quickly.

He shakes his head and I could see he was shocked at his own actions as he looked at his hands.“I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..." He looked at Azalea while I observed him wondering what the f**kwas going on.

“She screamed, I reacted. It's her blood... it's in my system... I'm covered in it... .” He stutters outwhile he shakes his head, looking at her. like growled at him, kneeling on the bed and ripping herback to me, then covering her eyes with my hand. “Put some f*****g pants on,” Azalea strugglesagainst me, trying to escape, and I squeeze her even harder, holding her in place.

“Enough! Stop fighting me!” I command her, and she goes slack in my arms. Yet her tears, I couldfeel pooling in my hands. Trey retrieves some of my shorts and slips them on from the closet, and Iremove my hand that was covering her eyes.

“Damian, get in here now!” I ordered through the mind-link before hearing feet on the floor outside.Damian sighs and clicks his tongue as he hurriedly enters, quickly assessing the situation.

Azalea whimpers as I position her on the bed, tucking her between my legs. I shrug my suit jacketoff, tossing it aside before rolling my shirt sleeves to my elbows all while she sat there stuck undermy command. Damian looks at her rigidness and his eyes darken before he glares at me.

“Is she under command?” he asks. I nodded once. The tone of his voice did not sit well with me andthe outrage behind it was getting on my nerves. “It's one thing commanding her normally, but sheis f*****g pregnant!” Damian snarls at me.

“She isn't in pain. I am using the weight of it, and that is it,” I tell him and he shakes his head.

“She was moving!” I tell him. My actions were justified. What else could he have expected? Treylooks away and swallows clearly also agreeing with Damian. It was pissing me off with how theyalways jumped to her defense against me.

I pull her against me, waiting for them to move, but they don't. “Are you being serious right now?” Iask Damian when he didn’t move. He growls but kneels next to the bed.

“May 1?" he asks. “Yes,” she stutters out.

“See, she is fine,” I tell them.

“She can’t move, only speak!” he snaps back at me.

"She kept fighting me! What the f**k did you want me to do, have her thrash around while we yankit out?” I tell him.

"She is barely f*****g eighteen or did you forget that? She has a nail stuck in her foot and a ragingmate! I would be scared too.” Damian snarls back at me. “Then on top of that, you get mad at herfor fearing you! What do you expect out of her when your reaction is always anger?” he snaps atme.

“She was f*****q reckless!" I bellow shaking my head. Why am I even bothering to explain myself?“Reckless? She went for a walk in the forest. She took someone with her, she never went alone! Doyou think she can predict a f*****g bear a****k? Or a rusty f*****g nail going through her foot? Youare pissed because she didn't stay in the castle. Locking her away like a caged bird isn't how you getobedience Kyson! How many times do I need to argue this with you? She isn't going anywhere withyour mark on her neck! So settle down! And drop your f*****g aura off her! Now! Use the d**ncalling to calm her, not your f*****g aural” he says using his own aura on me. It has no effectwhatsoever but his point is made, it was an uncomfortable feeling regardless.

I could feel her confusion at his words, and I sigh, dropping my aura, her body visibly relaxed and Ilet my calling slip out and she melts against me. “Azalea?” Trey whispers before leaning down tograb her ankle to hold it for Damian

"Use the calling, close your eyes,” he tells her and she turns her face, pressing her ear to the centerof my chest and he looks at me and swallows before looking at Damian. I cradle her head to mychest, stroking her hair and numbing her with the calling.

Yet as I watched Trey and Damian figure out the angle to rip it out at, her breathing was audible. Iwondered what was up with Trey. He shoved me off her and we suspected him to be the onep******%g her, yet he saved her. He then defended her and I tried to rack my brain for an answer.Something was off, and if he didn’t poison her, then who did?

Damian taps my knee and nods to her foot and I clutch her tighter, my other arm going across hershoulders and legs could hear her breathing come in pants. I see their lips counting down, and atthree I flooded her with the calling, almost knocking her out with it as they yanked it from her foot.Azalea jerks in my arms but doesn't scream out, and Damian holds it up to examine it. While Treychecked her foot to make sure it was all out.

“You and I will be having a chat,” I mind-link Trey. He nods in acknowledgment at my words butdoesn't look up, instead retrieves a cloth from the bathroom.

So much didn't add up and once Azalea was sorted I was getting to the bottom of what was goingon with Trey. And how he was able to a****k me so easily, and also figure out what the heck wasgoing on with all these rumors about him.