Mated To The King’s Gamma
Chapter 88

I pull away, and his hands grip my thighs. “Relax, Love,” he mumbles against me when he startspurring. Only this time, his purr sounded different. It wasn’t so much a sound but more of a feelingas it awoke some primal part of me I didn’t know existed. Forcing calm over me, and as soon as itdid, my body turned to putty in his hands, making me realize it had to be the calling thing Azaleahad told me about

Yet Gannon's mouth didn't let up when I reached some peak before an intense crescendo. My entirebody tensed at the feeling before I crashed and fell blindly into bliss.

My entire body spasmed, my toes curled as it rocked through me in waves, and my inner wallsfluttered and pulsated, making me cry out as he slowed, letting me ride out the intense pleasurethat left my entire body exhausted and tingly.

When the feeling began dissipating, I found myself breathless as Gannon crawled up my bodybefore kissing me, his tongue delved between my lips, and I could taste myself on his tongue,making me groan into his mouth.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, yet they felt so heavy they crashed back onto the bed. Gannonchuckles, pecking my lips before looking down at me as I yawn, suddenly feeling sleepy.

Gannon kisses my cheek and moves to hop off me when I grip his shoulders. “Rest; we can do morelater,” he tells me, but I shake my head. That didn't seem fair, and I knew he was aroused. I couldfeel his cock straining against his boxers as it pressed against me.

"But"

“I'm fine, Abbie,” he whispers, moving away when I wrap my arms around his neck.

“But I want to,” I tell him before yawning again.

“Go to sleep,” he laughs, but I refuse to let go, wanting to give him something. He sighs, settling hisweight back against me.

"What do you want to do then,” he asks, though it was clear he wasn’t going to have sex with mewhen my eyes fell to his neck. Before I could even suggest it, my canines slipped free, protrudingextremely fast as an overwhelming desire to mark him washed over me.

The next second they were in his neck, and he grunted. My eyes widen in shock as I feel them slipinto his neck and through the muscle. I didn't even ask. I almost choked at the thought as his bloodflooded my mouth and coated my tongue as panic coursed through me. His hand tangles in myhair.

“Shh, you can mark me,” he whispers and I seem to forget that he can feel me through his mark onmy neck. I relaxed when I swallowed his blood and it was like every nerve ending burst in my bodywhen the bond was forged. My entire body tingled, and my skin buzzed when overwhelminghappiness flooded me, bringing tears to my eyes when I realized it wasn't mine but his.

Gannon POV

I was buzzing after Abbie marked me. Relief flooded me that she was officially mine and me hersMaking my way down to the King's office, I grip the door handle. It felt like forever ago that wewent over everything; we were no closer to knowing what was going on.

"How is Abbie?” Kyson asks me as I sit down beside Damian; I couldn't help the smug smirk thatslipped into place. I didn’t have to say anything by the smile the King tried to hide when his eyesnoticed my neck. He presses his lips in a line trying to hide his smile.

I clear my throat awkwardly. “Good, yep. Everything is good,” I chuckle.

“Azalea?” I ask, changing the subject.

“Damian and I were just discussing whether we should postpone the trip to Landeena,” the Kinganswered me.

“No word from Larkin?” I ask, and Damian and he both shake their heads.

“Nothing,” Kyson tells me, and I sigh, leaning back in my chair. Great, I was hoping we would havesome news from Larkin. At least for Tandi's sake.

“Do you want me to send Liam and Dustin to the Cypress in search of him?” I ask, but he shakes hishead and scratches his chin as he thinks.

“Not yet. We will give him today if no answer by tonight, and he is still unreachable. We stormthrough the council,” he tells me, and I nod, trying to figure out this mess.

Damian gets up from his seat before pausing. “What is it?” Kyson asked him. He had been quietsince I stepped into the room. He almost looked nervous.

“Tandi wants—" Kyson cuts him off with a wave of his hand dismissively.

"All the children that were adopted had their pictures taken. All documentation is in the cellars. Shecan have access to them. I will let the guards know," Kyson tells him, and Damian nods.

“Do you really think Paige is one of the children?” I ask. Larkin could be lying, but I highly doubtedit. He genuinely appeared disgusted with Tandi's claims and believed Brock

didn’t kill his child.

“I hope so. If not" Damian pauses, looking at me.

"If she isn't, permission granted. You don't have to ask, not when it comes to children,” Kyson tellshim, and Damian nods when I open the mindlink to him.

"Just say the word,” I tell him, letting him know if he wants Brock handled, Liam and I will take careof it.

“I may take you up on that,” he says, and I nod once before turning my attention back to the King.If Tandi's daughter wasn't here in Valkyrie. The next place we would be going is to drag theinformation out of Brock by any means possible.

Damian leaves, and I go to follow him when Kyson calls out to me, making me stop.

"Ah, Gannon, a moment please,” he nods toward the door wanting me to shut it.

"Close the door; I need to speak with you,” he tells me, and I sigh, knowing already what this wouldbe about; reluctantly, I shut the door and retake my seat.

"Sia?" he asks.

“Liam told you?" I ask, or maybe Abbie let it slip to Azalea, but Kyson shakes his head.

“No, Dustin did,” Fuck, yet I nod my head, knowing Liam must have told Dustin, which I expect hewould; they were together after all. I wasn't mad, though. A little heads-up would have been nice.“Dustin told me about Liam's involvement but said nothing about you. I want to hear it from you,”he tells me.

"Sia, Abbie’s aunty, was my mate.” I breathed out loudly, feeling as if I was repeating this story. Forso many years, it was kept between Liam and me; lately, I seemed to be constantly repeating myself.Yet the more I spoke of it, the easier it became, and I found it hurt a little less.

“And Liam helped you cover up her death?” he asks, and I wondered if he was hurt that I didn't tellhim, yet once Abbie came into the picture, my reasoning for hiding it became stronger, especiallyseeing how he treated Azalea at the start.

“You did not need to keep that from Damian or me. I figured something went down,” he says,pointing to my chest where the edges peaked out above the collar of my shirt.

It wasn't a secret per se, just not something I brought up and not something anyone was gameenough to ask about.

It was very obvious to us Lycans what I tried to do, so I didn't feel the need to speak about it. Andthere is only one pain that would force you to want to take your life.

“And her body?" Kyson asks me.

"Outside her old pack along with her mother’s,” I tell him.

“The mother?”

“Came after me years later when she learned what happened to her daughter,” he nodded inunderstanding.

"How did Abbie take this news?” he asks, my brows furrow. That would have been a massive shockand blow to her, but she was okay. She understood and took it better than I could have everimagined.

“Not well at first, but she understands why I did it,” I admit.

“Is that all?” he asked me. And I wondered how much Dustin did tell him.

“There is more, but I can't tell you, my King. I won't risk Abbie,” I tell him, and he nods slowly,pursing his lips, leaning back in his seat, and watching me.

“If look into Sia's background, what will I replace, Gannon?” he asks, and my heart skips a beat at hisquestion yet it wasn't a command he was only asking so I could lie, but he was my King, but myfriend first.

“Are you asking because you already know, my King?” I ask in return.

“I'm asking as a friend. I am asking for my Queen. Your Queen. If there is anything I need to know,this is your chance to tell me,” Kyson tells me and I knew right then that he had an inkling or somesense of what I was hiding.

Unable to meet his gaze, I look away.

“Abbie’s parents weren't involved,” I murmur; I won't let him hurt Abbie, he would have to kill beforeI let that happen, yet I was done with the secrets and the lies.

“Abbie won't be punished for her family’s mistake, Gannon. You have my word, but the fact younever told me you found your mate in the first place has me worried. The fact you didn't tell mesays either you knew I wouldn't approve or suspected something was amiss,” he says, and I turn mygaze back to him, I tilt my head to the side.

“I want your word, my King. Abbie stays out of it,” I tell him, addressing his title, not my friend,knowing there are two separate sides of him. A king demands, Kyson asks, and I wanted to knowwhich part of him I was dealing with.

“Your Queen would have my balls if I tried. Rest assured, Gannon. I have learned from my mistakes, Iwon't punish her like I did Azalea. We may be products of our parents, but we aren“t them,” he tellsme, and I knew Azalea would never let Kyson harm her, but I also didnt trust his Lycan side when itcame to the hunters and Claire.

"Sia worked for the hunter organization, and so did her mother. Liam and I found out she was oneof the hunter's suppliers.” I tell him, and he presses his lips in a line, and I know! confirmed hisassumption as he stares off above his head. A look on his face I had seen a million times when hewas trying to control his temper. I just wasn't sure if he was angry at me not telling him or mad atAbbie’s family’s involvement.

“Suppliers?” He asks me finally after a few tense seconds.

"Yes, her mother was selling Wolfsbane to the hunter organization,”

"She was growing it?” he asks, looking a little shocked, but that was one part Liam and I couldn'tfigure out; she had plenty in her house, but no growing plants or anything to suggest she wasgrowing more like she was the middle person in her dealings.

“We found no evidence she was growing, but she definitely obtaining it from somewhere,”

“You won't keep anything like this from me again. I understand why you did. But we could havefigured it out together.” he tells me.

"Sia was trying to weasel her way into the Kingdom. She was very insistent I change her. I wanted towait. When I refused her, she went to Liam and tried to have him kill me,”

"She wanted access to my kingdom?”

“It appeared so. All she talked about was coming here and me changing her. It set off alarm bells,yet I never figured out her intention. She never told Liam anything that was suspicious, either. Then,when I thought we figured it out and she was willing to accept me, I walked into an ambush. Luckily,Liam knew me better than her. Brotherhood won over the mate bond,” I tell him the gist of it.

“You can go, maybe see if Abbie and Azalea want to help Tandi. It will keep them distracted while wetry and figure out this Larkin issue,” Kyson says, and I nod, all too happy to get out of here and backto my mate.

I make my back to my room only to see Liam stepping out of my room with a tray in his hands.“Everything alright?” I ask him, glancing at the empty tray.

"Yep, fine, Clarice sent food up; I told her I would bring it up,” he tells me, clamping a hand

on my shoulder before walking off. Shaking my head, I wander into the room and replace Abbiedressing Tyson. The toast was set on a plate beside her and a drink.

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She picks up her glass, sipping the cordial and pulling a face. Tyson reaches over, stealing a piece ofher toast and ignoring his cereal, and Abbie laughs, drinking most of her drink and picking up theother piece of toast.

"Something is wrong with the water around here, and I swear I can taste iron or some type ofmetal,” she said, shaking her head. “Does it taste funny to you?” she asks, holding up the glass. Imove toward her, taking it from her. I take a sip of it before glancing at the red cordial. My browsfurrow, trying to figure out the weird taste of it. It tasted familiar for some reason.

“It does, doesn't it?” she says, watching me.

"Might be the old copper pipes,” I shrug, shaking my head. She shrugs while drinking the rest. Iwould have to let Kyson know so he can have someone test the water because it tastes a littlefunky.

Abbie POV

Later That Afternoon.

Azalea and I were going over all the orphanage documents and photos looking for Tandi’'s daughterwhen Tandi handed me another stack. She let out a breath, her shoulders dropping when that pilealso didn’t contain her daughter.

"How old would Paige be now?" Azalea asks her.

“Seven in February,” she answers with a sigh.

"Well, that rules these kids out,” I tell her looking down at a bunch of kids that are no older thanthree, I hand them to Azzy to look at, and she takes them and nods her head.

“We might have to do a DNA test. She could be different from how you remember?” Azaleasuggests to her

“I will recognize her,” Tandi says with confidence.

"How can you be so sure?” Azalea asks her.

“I'm her mother, and she has a scar. She had a scar on one side of her face. It required stitches; itwent from her chin to her hairline. She fell off the stairs when she was three and landed on a glasstable,” Tandi tells her as I rummaged through yet another box removing the boys and those tooyoung to be her daughter..

“Brock beat me good for that one, considering I wasn’t even watching her. The asshole had meentertaining one of his friends, and he was supposed to be watching her for me. He broke three ofmy ribs that night,” Tandi says. My stomach dropped hearing that as she sifted through the photos."Well, I will start with this pile,” Azalea tells her, accepting the pile I pass her. Tandi spoke so easily ofsuch tragic circumstances as if desensitized to her own trauma; it saddened me how much she hadsuffered since I last saw her at the orphanage, back when she was Taylor. It made me wonder if itwould be that easy for me one day.

“This place gives me the creeps,” glancing around the huge basement. A shudder runs down myspine as the draft brushes over me. Rubbing my arms, I set the box back on the shelf. We spenthours down in the cellars combing through every child's information when Tandi tossed the last onein the box. None of them was Paige. She gets up just as Damian walks in to check on us.

“Hun?” Damian asks as she walks toward the stairs. She pulls her arm away before he can grab herand runs off up the stairs and turns, looking at Azalea and me; I chew my lip upset we couldn't replaceher.

“None of them were Paige,” Azalea tells him. Tandi was so excited when we came down here, only toleave heartbroken. Damian swallows, staring after her as she takes off.

"Go, Damian, take the afternoon off. I will speak to Kyson and let him know,” Azalea tells him, and henods before thanking her and wandering off. I turn back to all the boxes we had pulled out and startrestacking them. Once I am finished, I retrieve Tyson, head back to my room, and open the door toreplace Liam kneeling inside the walk-in closet by the mini fridge that Gannon had stored there.“Liam?” I ask him.

"Oh, hey, Abs,” he says, leaning back and giving me a wave.

“Drink?” he asks, holding up a bottle of cordial. I nod, accepting it and opening the cap.

He watches as I take a sip, and Tyson wanders over to him, peering inside the fridge he wasrestocking. “I would have done that,” I tell him as Tyson reaches for a bottle of cordial.

“Don’t let him drink the red ones,” I tell Liam as he opens one of the bottles for him.

Liam glances at me. “It won't hurt him,” he says, and I chuckle. I know cordial won't hurt him.

“The red makes him hypo,” I tell him. “Ah, right, sorry, I forgot he has sensory issues,” Liam tells him,retrieving the yellow bottles he was also stacked in the fridge.

“Shouldn’t you be working?” I ask him.

“I am just helping Clarice,” he tells me before standing and closing the door on the fridge.

“You know Clarice used to be a counselor of sorts before she came to work here,” Liam tells me.

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"Okay!" I tell him, wondering what he is getting at.

"She used to deal with PTSD, Abbie, she helped me a lot, and I know she won't turn you down if youwant help,”

“Gannon is worried,” I breathe, knowing that is the only reason Liam would bring such a thing up.“Not just him; we all are. Sometimes talking helps,” he says.

"And it helped you?" he shrugs.

“Not sure, but it was less of a burden when I wasn't carrying it on my own,” he tells me beforepassing my Tyson. I set him on the bed, and Liam handed him his blanket.

"Something to think about,” he says, and I nod before he leans down, pressing his lips to myforehead.

"And congrats on your mate,” he chuckles. “Gannon was practically bouncing with excitement overyou marking him,” Liam tells me. My face heats, making me wonder if he heard us earlier.

“He is a good man Gannon,” Liam tells me, and I nod, yet I remember his words when he threatenedme over Gannon. He said the same thing then, too, before telling me he wasn’t good.

"So are you, Liam,” I tell him. He shakes his head.

“A few people would say otherwise,” he tells me.

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“That's because they don’t know you. They don't see past the crazy. But I see you,” I tell him, and henods. “Just as I see you,” he says before walking out.

Liam and I were going over the timeline in the ballroom and adding in all the parts about Sia.Looking at how they overlapped, not only with the attacks and council but also with Ester.

Abbie, however, had to leave. She said she felt unwell; I knew it was because she couldn't see Peterbe commanded over his mother. Yet we proved his intentions and innocence, which I knew relievedKyson tremendously. As everyone else went to bed, it was just Liam and me here.

I was staring at the board as a whole as we wrote the last parts when the mindlink opened up.“Gannon, get to your quarters immediately!” Kyson says through the link.

“Are Abbie and Tyson alright?” I ask, noticing the distress in his tone, yet I was already walking out ofthe ballroom.

“Azalea and I will take Tyson for the night. Just get to your room!” Kyson snaps at me.

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