Chapter 177 – Absent Luna of the Lycan King Novel (Ivy & Kyson)

Filed To Story: Absent Luna of the Lycan King Novel (Ivy & Kyson)

“Lass, maybe you should let Kyson deal with Peter,” he says, shake my head. I needed answers then Kyson could deal with him

“Aren’t children off limits?” I wondered how it would be possible. Would Kyson break the very laws he swore to uphold?

“Not when it comes to treason, there is an exception to every rule,” Liam explains

I wasn’t sure how I felt about that, I wasn’t sure if I felt anything at his words. Trey walks ahead into the pantry opening up the door inside that went to the stairs under the castle

A chill rushed through me as we descended the stairs and I stayed close to Trey and Liam, using them like shields and they happily obliged as we navigated the winding tunnels before stopping at the cells. It was dark here with the dim lighting and two guards stood either side of the cell

Trey snarls and Liam places his hand on my side as if he was ready to rip me from the place, yet my eyes were on the boy that sat huddled in the corner, looking like the weight of the world rested solely on his shoulders

Peter, a boy I trusted and despite what he had done, some part of me hung on to the hope he would tell me it was all a joke and it wasn’t him, that he hadn’t taken my child from me. He himself was a child and he killed mine and seeing him so broken only made it so much more obvious that he was a child too

Peter looks up and I move to the bars and his head snaps up to look at me and hangs his head. His knees were p**ssed to his ch*st, he looked small and meek. Though looks could be deceiving, was all of it a lie? Everything? I liked Peter, I liked his energy, his carefree personality, his bubbliness but now | see a monster in a child’s body, yet monsters hurt too. That became abundantly clear when he looked up, tears in his eyes that etched down his face and dripped off his chin

“I’m sorry, I… I didn’t mean… I panicked,” he sobbed and I looked at Liam who was glaring at him

“Panicked, you drove a knife into her, that isn’t panicking that is calculated,” Trey snarls, hitting the bars and making him jump. The guards I noticed stepped away from Trey, backing away from him as his body shook violently. I place my hand on his arm and he calms some, glancing down at me

Turning to the guard I asked for the keys, Liam quickly grabbed my hand to stop me and Trey p**ssed closer to me like he would toss me over his shoulder for even thinking of going near Peter. But he was detained, shackled with chains around his neck, ankles, and wrists; he wasn’t going anywhere

“He can’t hurt me,” I told them

“He already has,” Liam replies. I look at him and p**ss my l*ps in a line. Yes, he has more than he will ever know

“I want the keys, I am not talking to him through the bars,” I tell Liam who looks at Trey. They hold some secret conversation. And Trey growls but Liam lets my wrist go. Yet when the guard went to hand the keys over Trey took them

“I’m coming in with you and you remain by my side and Liam by his,” Trey says. I don’t fight him on it, I knew he wouldn’t budge unless I ordered him and I didn’t have the fight in me to debate it. Conceding I nodded my head and he unlocked the door. Liam walked in first and stood near the wall beside Peter and Peter flinched at his closeness. Liam however just offered him a glare

Trey refuses to step aside to let me in, and he grabs my arm when I try before pulling me to the opposite side; however, he didn’t close the door, probably in case something happened I could run out. I go to sit on the steel bed but apparently that is too close because Trey grabs my arm, steering me to the far wall. Liam leans over and tosses the pillow over from off the bed to him and he catches it dropping it at his feet

“If you want to sit you can but not near him,” Trey says and I sigh but sit on the pillow and lean against the wall. Though Trey remains standing, his leg brushing against my arm and I look up at him

“Can you at least sit, it feels awkward with you standing,” I tell him and he looks down at me before looking at Liam

“He moves, I will break his neck,” Liam says in more of a warning to Peter, but Trey sits beside me, though his entire body was tense

Peter stares at the floor, he sniffles and wipes his nose with the back of his hand and for a few minutes I couldn’t bring myself to speak. The air is thick with tension but eventually!

find my voice

“Why?” I asked him and his head lifted and his eyes snapped to mine

“I didn’t mean to,1,” he moved his hands and Liam had him by his throat instantly and my shriek made him pause

“He can’t hurt me, he won’t, will you Peter?” I asked him. Peter chokes and sputters, his eyes bulging but shakes his head as best he could and Liam lets him go, he falls to the ground gasping

Peter pushes further into the corner away from him but his eyes return to mine after a moment

“It was you that poisoned the fruit?” I tell him and he chews his l*p and nods his head

“You bleached my room?” he nods again,

“He also unbolted the stairs banister, that’s why he was cleaning them,” Liam growls, and Peter flinches, cowering away

“How did you get past the guards to get in the room,” Trey asks him

“1 offered to clean the roof’s gutters, the window was cracked,” Peter answers and I p**ss my l*ps in a line

“Was it you that morning in the room? The window was open,” I tell him and he hangs his head and nods

Trey snarls at him and he visibly makes himself smaller

“I just wanted you to go back to Landeena, to leave the castle, I didn’t mean to kill your…” he looks at my stomach and a tear rolls down his face and he glances away

“Liam figured it out, and I knew they would remove me from the castle, I panicked and I went to take you hostage but then he lunged at me, so I stabbed you. I swear I didn’t mean it, command me please, ask anything. I will answer whatever you like. It wasn’t my intention to kill you but I freaked out,”

“If you didn’t intend to hurt her, why did you have a knife?” Liam asks

“I always have it, it was my father’s,” Peter says

“I thought you didn’t know your father,” I asked and he shrugs

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