Filed To Story: Absent Luna of the Lycan King Novel (Ivy & Kyson)
“i need a doctor. Something is wrong,” she whimpers as I grip her arms. She leans into me and I look toward the corridor from near her quarters.
“Why didn’t you mind-link?” Kyson asks her and her brows crease.
She shakes her head.
“I forgot I can,” she groans, clutching my arms when Kyson growls, grabbing her and sweeping her legs out from under her. He turns and looks at Trey, who starts rushing up ahead to open doors from where
Abbie came from when I feel the mind-link open up.
“Gannon, get to your quarters immediately,” Kyson says through the link.
“Is Abbie and Tyson alright?” Gannon asks.
“Azalea and I will take Tyson for the night. Just get to your room,” Kyson snaps at him.
“I’m on my way. What is going on?” Kyson growls, and I could tell he was mouth breathing, looking at
Trey so was he, and my eyes widened on my gasp as it hit me just as Kyson said it.
“Can’t you feel her, Gannon? Abbie is in heat,” he says, pushing his way into Gannon’s room. Tyson was asleep on the bed, and Trey quickly grabbed him, rushing out of the room while Kyson laid her on the bed.
“Hang on, Abbie. Gannon is on his way.” I whisper, brushing her hair back. “It hurts,” she sobs, curling into a ball.
was like someone slapped him. His pupils dilated, and he growled. I backed up as he shook his head, realizing it was me and not another male. He watches as I creep along the wall as if he remains frozen on the spot, unable to move.
“It’s Azzy, Gannon,” Abbie whines, and his head wh*ps toward her. He blinks before moving toward the bed, and I rush past him and bolt out the door. Slamming it shut behind me.
Azalea POV
Kyson woke early to Tyson trying to climb out of bed, which in turn woke me. r*bbing my eyes, I could hear arguing outside the door bet**en Pustin and someone else. The door was slightly ajar as I sat up, and Tyson was running toward the door, but Kyson scooped him up before he reached it.
“Where are you off to, little man?” Kyson asks, bringing him back to me. I grab Tyson, wondering how
Abbie is and if her heat has subsided. Yet as the voices got louder, it piqued my curiosity. “Lim, Lim,”
Tyson tuts grasping air and pointing to the door.
“I need to go shower,” Kyson says, pecking my l*ps just as Liam’s voice reaches my ears, and I realize it is Dustin and Liam arguing. “Lim, Lim,” Tyson toots squirming to get out of my arms before he turns limp on me and slides out of my arms. His little feet pound toward the door, and I groan, racing to stop him, not wanting to interrupt their obviously heated argument. Yet Tyson shoves through the door, I quickly grab my robe, pull it on, and move closer to the door.
“Just go. You’re supposed to be watching Peter,” Dustin snarls at Liam just as I step outside the door.
Liam was standing by the stairs, and Tyson rushes toward Liam, who scoops him up as if it is second nature to take the boy. He props him on his hip while Tyson smacks his ch*st, screeching “Lim, Lim,”
“See, this is exactly what I mean, Liam. What happens when you want kids? I can’t give you that; I am a man, not a woman” Dustin snaps, pointing at Tyson. Liam looks at Tyson in his arms.
“What has kids got to do with anything? You always have some f**king excuse, Dustin.” Liam retorts.
“Language, Liam,”
“The squid don’t know what I am saying. It’s been three damn years, Dustin, and you still turn me down?”
“BECAUSE YOUR NOT f**kING GAY. I AM GAY, LIAM. YOU’RE NOT!” Dustin yells at him. Dustin sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.
“You mark me, then what? Later on down the track, you want kids and leave me for a damn woman. I don’t do vagina Liam, I don’t swing that way, and I won’t handle seeing you with another woman if we are exclusive. It is better to keep things the way they are,” Dustin tells him.
“I don’t want to be with anyone else, only you. How many damn times I gotta tell you that?”
“You say that now. I see you with Tyson, Oliver, and all the other kids. You will want kids,” Dustin tells him. Liam snarls, looking down at Tyson. “Do I look like father material to you? I would f**k some kids up raising one. I don’t want kids, even if I eventually did. We got what..” he looks at me.
“A handful of kids downstairs that need adopting, take your pick. Then what excuse have you got? I don’t want kids; I only want you, you Dustin, the rest we can figure out later.”
“You’re bisexual, Liam, not gay. You will want another,”
“What has my sexuality got to do with anything? I can be considered Mysexual, too; I f**k myself regularly; 1 beat Mrs. Palmer a few times a week, too. Really give my left hand a f**king workout when you‘re in a bad mood, but that doesn’t mean I want to continue f**king it. Damn it. I have a left arm like
Popeye!” Liam snaps at him.
“Again, Liam language!” Dustin growls, and Liam shakes his head, wandering over to hand me Tyson. I take him, and Dustin sighs.
“Sorry, Azalea, he is just leaving,” Dustin tells me, and I’see Trey still as a statue by the window.
“Ah, who is watching Peter?”
“Don’t worry about him. Tied him real good to the bed. He ain’t going anywhere,” Liam tells me. I shake my head and look at Trey, who groans.
“I guess I will go get him then?” Trey says when I raise an eyebrow at him.
“Handcuff keys on the dresser. You’ll need a knife to cut the ropes off, knotted them real good.” Trey nods when Liam clears his throat.
“Wait, you’ll need these too,” Liam says, digging in his pocket. He tosses two keys to Trey. “The little one will release Ball Gag and the skinny one. is for the choker. I told you he wasn’t going anywhere.
Dusty poo likes a little bondage” Liam says, winking at me before turning back to Dustin while Trey holds the keys up, looking horrified at him. Dustin’s face turns bright red. I just blink, not really needing that information.
“Go, I have work to do. We can argue later. Azzy doesn’t want to hear this shit” Dustin says, waving him off. “You’re causing a scene,” Dustin says.
“I am not causing a scene. You are. Three years Dustin, I have been asking you to let me mark you, three years, and you still turn me down,” Liam snaps before walking off and following after Trey. Dustin turns to face me.
“Sorry,” he mumbles
“Trouble in paradise, Dustin,” Kyson says, coming behind me, trying to put his cufflinks on.
“That was quick,” I tell him.
“Larkin, remember, I am leaving the guard here with you and going with Cedric.”
“Wait, you’re going by yourself?” I ask him.
“No, Cedric will be with me.”
New Book: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel
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