Chapter 214 – Absent Luna of the Lycan King Novel (Ivy & Kyson)

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

“So much for keeping this a small gathering.” Tandi says, stomping off toward the kitchen. We fl**k the light on to find no one down here, and I can’t help but laugh as Liam makes himself at home, raiding the pantry and coming out with a huge armful of sweets and ch*ps that he dumps into Trey’s arms. Trey shakes his head but says nothing, accepting his role in our escape that I am sure would get me in trouble later with Kyson. Tandi follows Liam to the cellar, returning with liquor and wine bottles.

“Do you girls drink?” she asks, and Abbie and I shake our heads.

“Oh, Clarice made Mudcake!” Liam states, spotting it on the top level of the fridge.

“Dustin, grab some glasses while I steal this,” he says.

“Clarice will murder you,” Trey tells him while Liam kidnaps the cake.

“Shush you! You saw nothing, and don’t you snitch,” he tells Trey.

“So why are we doing this again?” I ask, and everyone stops looking at Tandi.

“Ah, because we can! You’re the Queen. You can do what you want!” she shrugs, and I giggle. She had a point, kinda. I doubted any of the guards would step in unless I was putting myself in danger.

We sneak down to the ballroom where the orphanage was initially set up, but it is now clear since only a handful of children remained and were on the servant’s floor with Clarice and the other servants so they could be watched over. Yet a few bunk beds and toys remained. We set up our picnic after ripping the sheets off. Trey starts a fire in the enormous fireplaces, and we fl**k the lights off since turning them on lit the place like a Christmas tree.

“So, what did Damian do that you made you ditch him?’ Abbie asks, accepting a glass of wine from her.

Liam sips his bottle of whiskey, not bothering with a glass,

“Nothing really just irritated me.”

“Fascinating. Tell me more about your domestic squabbles,” Liam says, and she rolls her eyes at him.

“I wanted to go to the archives and find my daughter. He wants me to wait.”

“Why?” I ask, thinking it was a little odd of him. He knows Tandi wants her daughter back, as any mother would after learning they were alive all this time.

“He wants to be sure. He said he is worried Larkin is lying and she is dead. He wants to check it out himself first,” she sighs.

“Yeah, I would say he is just looking out for you,” Trey tells her, coming over with a blanket. He drapes it over my shoulder, eyeing the wine glass in my hand that Tandi gave me. I sip it, finding the taste somewhat bitter.

“What about you and Gannon after last night?” Tandi asks Abbie. The room fell quiet at her question, and

I definitely didn’t want to think of the state we found her in. Abbie leans into me, resting her head on my shoulder.

T’ll be fine. Though I learned a lot about Sia, who was Gannon’s real mate,” Abbie tells us, and I had questions of my own about this woman. Liam clears his throat awkwardly, and I glance at him.

“Liam was with Sia when Gannon was,” Abbie says.

“Damn! And you think I am trouble? First, the Gamma’s mate and then the Beta’s mate. I’m starting to see a pattern with you,” Tandi laughs.

“So what about Sia?” I ask Abbie.

“She was my aunty,” she tells us, and my brows furrow and Tandi stares at her before downing her glass.

“Till get more wine than, shall i,” she says, about to get up and retrieve the bottle off the small Lego table leaning against the wall.

“I’ll do it,” Liam says, plucking the glass from her fi**gers and wandering off. Abbie sighs.

“So your aunty then?” Tandi asks.

“Dead. Gannon and Liam killed her,” Abbie answers.

“And you are still with him?” she asks.

I don’t remember her. It was before I was born. All I know is what my mother told me about her.”

“And what was that?” Tandi asks curiously.

“That they had a fight. li was why my mother and father left the pack. So I have no memory of her. I only remember my grandmother when mum would sneak me to see her when I was little.”

I had hardly any memories that I could recall of Abbie. In fact, I could scarcely remember a time without

Abbie.

“I don’t remember you ever leaving?” I tell her, confused. “What?” Abbie asks, looking at me, just as confused as I felt.

“You and Marrissa came with us a few timnes. My grandmother! She had curly red hair and always wore those bone things around her neck. Vou told me she looked like the wicked witch,” Abbie laughs. My brows pinched together as I tried to recall this memory or anything of that she spoke of.

“She used to have the giant tire swing out the back under the banyan tree?” Abbie tells me. I shake my head.

“Well, turns out you were right about her. She was a witch and human,” Abbie tells me with a laugh, yet was still wondering why I had no memories of this. Liam comes over to us and hands Abbie a glass, making me snith the air.

I looked at Liam, swearing I could smell blood, but he looked fine. I shake my head, believing I imagined it, and sip my glass of wine that I still hadn’t finished. Abbie sips her glass and pulls a face at its bitterness.

“Wait, your grandmother was a witch?” Trey asks, sounding curious. “That’s what Gannon said. Why?”

Abbie answers him.

“Nothing, just the name Sia sounds familiar to me for some reason,” Trey tells her but offers nothing else.

“So where is your grandmother now, then? Maybe she can do a location spell on my daughter,” Tandi says, mumbling the last part,

“Dead. We killed her seven years later when she came after Gannon for killing her daughter,” Liam says matter-of-factly as if Abbie wasn’t sitting across from him.

“Woah, hold up! You killed her grandmother too?” Tandi asks, shocked.

“Yep, and…” Liam’s words suddenly cut off when the door opened. The lights fl**ker on, and we turn toward the doors.

“Okay. I was woken up by a guard saying someone was messing around in my kitchen only to find my Mudcake gone, along with half the pantry!” Simultaneously, everyone points at Trey, who throws his hands up, and I giggle.

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