His Lost Lycan Luna (Jessica Hall)
Chapter 18

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 18 — Ivy POV I was awoken by a crashing noise. Mybody was instantly alert at the sound before I heard running and got up to stick my head out thedoor. The noise appeared to be coming from the King's room. Guards rushed in before he bellowedat them.

"Get the f**k out,” He screamed before I heard glass breaking. The guards rush out, and I hear oneof them say to get his Beta, the rest remaining in the hall alert but standing guard while anotherguard runs off. last looked at the clock, and it was a little after 2 am.

"What is going on?” I heard Beta Damian demand as he stalked down the corridor in just his boxershorts. The guards stiffened, and one stepped forward.

“The king appears to be drunk and is destroying his room,” The man says. The Beta runs his handsdown his face.

"You know what date it is we are nearing, and you know of what we found a few hours ago, I willdeal with it and get me his servant,” he said, looking at my door where I stood watching. I freeze,having been caught.

“Ivy, I need your help to clean up,” He says, and my hands tremble. I look down at my clothes beforenodding. Turning around, I grabbed my shoes when I spotted the blanket that was covering me.Picking it up, I sniff it, and it is drenched in the King's scent. It was the one from his bed, the othergone. Did he return while I was asleep again?

“Ivy, now please,” Beta Damian says and spins around to see him standing in my doorway. Hearinganother c***h from the room and Beta Damian rushes out, and I quickly follow, snatching my shoesup. He pushes the door open, and I gasp at the sight. The entire room was upturned and destroyedexcept his bed.

Even his precious books were tossed around carelessly, and a mirror was smashed. I stepped intothe room before realizing I didn't have any supplies. Beta Damian was murmuring to him as he triedto calm down the King. He was sitting in the corner of the room with his head in his hands. Thedrapes were torn with claw marks down them.

I quickly rushed out and down the stairs. Clarice was already at the cleaning cupboard with a basketfull of supplies and a broom.

"Go, go, give this to Beta Damian or Gannon. They are the only ones that can get close to him whenhe gets like this. Just leave it at the door and knock,” She says, stuffing everything in my arms.“Does he get like this a lot?” I ask.

"Only when it's nearing the anniversary, and the rebels making an appearance appears to have sethim off. In thought this might be the year he didn't break. Keep those supplies up there. You willneed them,” Clarice told me. Great, I was going to be awoken every night because of someanniversary that triggered him. Though I was curious what anniversary it was that affected him thisway.

Walking up the steps, I hear Beta Damian talking and hear growling. The sound is menacing, and Ifroze on the steps. “F**k, where did she go?” I heard Beta Damian mutter.

“Kyson, you need to calm down,” I hear his Beta talking as I quickly rush up the steps before I listento things being tossed. I knock on the door, and Beta Damian flings it open what I wasn't expectingwas for him to jerk me inside the room. Clarice said he would take them from me and to stay awayfrom him.

The King was pacing, and I couldn't tear my eyes away from him. Fur was sprouting on his arms, hisclaws slipping out, and he rubbed a hand down his face before he stopped. A deep, menacing grow!left him when he suddenly shifted before turning on me.

I screamed and jumped back. I had never seen a shifted Lycan before. I knew they stood on twofeet, heard the stories, but it was one thing hearing the tales and another witnessing it.

"Kyson, it's just Ivy, your servant. It is Ivy! Kyson, not an intruder, can't you smell her” Beta Damiansays, as he launched himself in front of me and in the King’s path as he barrelled toward me. Myheart was beating like a drum in my chest as I clutched the broom in my shaky hands.

He shoves past his Beta and sniffs the air, stopped in front of me. His canines protruded, his facewas lengthened into a wolf's, showing off his sharp teeth, he was at least three feet taller, and I onlycame to his stomach. He would need to duck to fit through the door now he was that tall. His clawswere so long and looked deadly. His breathing was harsh and his fur so black it had a blue hueunder the dim lights. I couldn't move; I was petrified he was going to eat me. I was about to beripped to pieces. He leaned down and sniffed my face. I was shaking and was worried I would wetmyself; my legs trembled that badly; I thought they would give out at any second.

“Ivy” His voice rumbles, and I shiver. Beta Damian lets out a breath.

"Yes, Kyson Ivy. Your servant girl remember her?” Beta Damian comes and takes the broom from myhands. My hands locked around it.

"He won't hurt you. He just has trouble recognizing people in this form; his anger sometimes blindshim to everything. Just remember not to touch him or approach him from behind, and rememberhe is more animal than a man in this state” I had no intentions of touching him at all. I didn't evenwant to be in here right now, especially while he was in this form. He looked terrifying. Gosh, whatchaos my life has turned into so suddenly.

I reach down, grabbing a rubbish bag, refusing to take my eyes off him in case he attacks me. BetaDamian starts helping me clean up when the door opens, and the King suddenly grabbed me andshoved me behind him, a feral growl leaving him when I recognize that it's the man from the car,Gannon.

“It is Gannon, my king,” He addresses the King bearing his neck.

"Sorry, Gannon," the King says, and the man lets out a breath walking in and grabbing a bag. I wasstill trapped behind the King on this side of the bed, and he was blocking my way. Would it be rudeif I walked over the top of his bed to get past him? I chuck that thought away. It would definitely berude.

I cleared my throat awkwardly, but he didn’t hear me over the low growling coming from him. I lookto the other two for help. Was his Beta laughing at me, trying to squeeze past him. No matter what,I was going to brush up against him. I hesitantly reach up and tap his shoulder with my index finger.His reflexes are so quick, I didn’t even see him move, and I trip over my own feet, stepping awayfrom him when he is suddenly facing me.

He blinks, cocking his head to the side and staring at me peculiarly. His silver eyes reflected back atme. I swallowed, bumping into his bedside table when I took a step back.

“lum, can I get past” I squeak out, trying to step around him but everywhere I step, he stepped inmy path until I step right into him. His furry hands grip my arms and lift me, leaving my dangling inthe air.

"What are you doing?” He asked, gosh his voice was so much deeper and rougher. I didn't expecthim to be able to talk in this form. Werewolves can only mindlink but not speak. My feet lift off theground entirely as he brings me at eye level with him.

I blink, stunned at how close his face is to mine before I start to hyperventilate, my vision tunnelingI was having a panic a****k. He was going to eat me, he was going to eat me, and his teeth lookedso sharp, and long was about to become a Lycan snack.

"Please, don't eat me,” I blurt out, trying to pull away from him. My breathing becomes harsher, andI start to feel dizzy when my eyes rolled in the back of my head, and darkness swallowed me. He cank**I me now; at least I won't feel it.