Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 35 — “What if I changed you, made you into aLycan?” The King asked, and my eyes locked onto his. I shook my head, horrified. I didn't want to bean immortal, and I didn't want to watch Abbie grow old and d*e without me; we made a pact thatwe would go out together. What he is asking? When another thought occurred to me, why wouldhe want to do that?

"Why?" I blurted.

“Because I want to change your title as I said,”

“By making me a Lycan? That isn't automatically changing my title, and what of Abbie? And whatwould people think? No, that is a terrible idea, Kyson; they would k**I me., I rambled in a panic."Who would k**I you?”

“The other Lycans, everyone who knew what I was before, and that don't automatically change mystatus just because I would be immortal. I am still rogue, would still be a servant, I dont want to bean enslaved person for eternity?” What just happened? I couldn't process anything. My mind wasblank, and I must have continued rambling and blubbering because he pressed a finger to my lipsto silence me. The King dropped his head against my collarbone.

"Don't you get it, Ivy, I have been saying it for days now, yet you are not understanding. I told you inthe shower; I don’t want you as my servant. I want you.”

“I only know how to be a servant, Kyson, a rogue or slave. That is what I was destined to be,” Igrowled before covering my mouth.

“Sorry, I didn't mean to growl at you. I keep doing it. I'm sorry,”

“You're coming of age, that's why you keep growling, and your emotions are getting moreheightened. Growl at me all you want,” He laughed. I sighed, embarrassed at my outburst. Iremembered how moody Abbie got before she first shifted. What a traumatizing experience thatwas. We were forever getting the cane that week, then her shift. I tried not to think about it.

Mrs. Daley wouldn't let her outside, under the moon. Your first shift is easier if it is a full moon andyou can feel its light. It induced our animalistic side to come forward faster. I had heard h****rstories of no moon for days, and some stuck in a semi-shifted state.

Mrs. Daley forbade her from going outside and locked us in our tiny room that had no windows, shescreamed for hours, and every time she got too loud, Mrs. Daley would come up and whip her. Itgot to the point where I ended up muffling her sounds with my hands because I couldn't handlewatching her be beaten in that state when she cried out too loudly.

The King clicked his fingers in front of my face. “Ivy, where did you just go?” he asked, waving hishand in front of my face.

“Sorry, I was just thinking,”

"Of what you looked like, you were stuck in a nightmare,”

"Of Abbie’s first shift,”

“Ah, yes, it isn't pleasant the first one,”

“No, especially when it is a full moon, but you are locked in a room with no windows," I shook thesounds of her screams away; I could remember it as if it was yesterday.

“What?”

“Mrs. Daley, she wouldn't let her go outside; it was a full moon. One of the cooks was nice whenMrs. Daley wasn't around. She told Abbie to go outside that the transition would be faster if she did,but Mrs. Daley wouldn't let her. She locked us in the room,”

“She locked you in the room with a transitioning wolf?”

"Yeah, well, we shared a room,” I shrugged.

“I don’t know what I am more horrified at, the fact she locked her away from the moon or the factshe locked her in there with you,” The King said, his eyes darkening.

"What do you mean? I'm pretty sure sharing a room with her was the least of her worries; I haveseen her naked plenty of times,” I tell him.

“No, I mean Abbie could have k****d you. Transitioning werewolves are dangerous on their firstshift; they can lash out,” my eyes widened in h****r. I had no idea, though Abbie did turn a littleangrier and snapped at me; I just thought she was in pain. She then laid down on her tummy, and Ibrushed her fur all night, waiting for her to shift back.

“Your headmistress has a lot to answer for regarding yours and Abbie’s treatment,” The Kinggrowled while shaking his head.

“Your shift won't be like that, I promise. I will remain with you,”

“But you just said-"

“I will remain with you. A few werewolf bites won't hurt me,” he said, cutting me off. He cupped myface with his hand, and the scent of his skin so close to my nose made me inhale before I licked hiswrist. My eyes widened at what I did, and I clamped my lips together, horrified that I just licked him.He snickered and lifted his knees behind me, forcing me closer. He smelt heavenly, and I couldn'thelp myself; I inhaled and sniffed him.

He turned his head up with a smile on his lips as he offered his neck to me, and some foreign urgecame over me at the sight of it. I sniffed him, running my nose up his neck and down again beforestopping in the crook of his neck. His hand slipped into my hair, and I tried to stop myself, yet theurge was too intense and on the verge of pain. Much to my h****r, I licked his neck.

He shivered, pressing me closer when I suddenly bit into him. And I don't mean gently either like ad**n animal. He groaned, and I swear I felt his c**k twitch beneath me. His blood rushed into mymouth like a slap of clarity in the face.

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