Filed To Story: Absent Luna of the Lycan King Novel (Ivy & Kyson)
She thrust a plated sandwich at me. “Here, I haven‘t got all damn day. Some of us have real work to do,” she snapped at me. I set my dust brushed down and reached for the sandwich when she dropp ed the plate. I didn‘t understand what her problem was. It was clear she didn‘t like Ivy and me. The entir e castle heard about her ranting and raving about Ivy taking her job. Yet I had done nothing to her. The plate shat ters on the ground, and she huffs.
“Fucking clumsy half-breeds, seriously get it together,” she snaps, sashaying her hips as she walks off. I sighed, grabbing the dustpan and bro om to clean up the broken glass.
“Ester!” a booming voice growled behind me, making the woman stop. Her entire body tensed as she r eached the stairs.
Footsteps behind me had me peeking over my shoulder to see who it was, and I was startled to see that Gannon was still up here. I for sure thought he had snuck out when I returned the m op bucket to the laundry. His footsteps stopped beside me, and I peered up at him to find his imposing body standing be side me. Instinctively, I shied away from his anger and swallowed, dropping my gaze back to the task at hand.
“Yes, Gannon,” Ester purred in a sickly sweet voice. I rolled my eyes, and it was clear the woman was a power–hungry whiny brat. I pick up the ruined sandwich, dumping it in my little bucket before grabbing the dust broom when it is snatched from my hand, making me jump. He grabbed my arm and hauled me up right as I looked up to find him holding it.
“Clean it up.” Gannon growls at her. The order rolling off him made my knees buckle, but his grip on my arm kept me upright as my legs threatened to go out under his command. Gannon held the dust broom out to Ester, and I gasped. Ester pins me with a glare that threatens to set me on fire before pursing her lips.
Yet even Ester didn’t appear to want to challenge this man as she stalked forward and snatched it from him before bending down to clean up the broken glass. Her ass cheeks poked out from under her skirt, and Gannon growled, making me look at him to see him look away from her. His grip on my arm tight ened as he pulled me away from her.
“And fucking find a longer dress. No one wants to see your ass on display,” Gannon snarled at Ester as he pulled me toward the stairs. I swallowed, wondering if I was in trouble because he still hadn‘t let my arm
Was he taking me to Clarice to tell her of my clumsiness? Unease pooled in my stomach as he trudged down the steps.
. “I‘m sorry, I didn‘t mean to,” I told him when he stopped on the steps. He looked at me and seemed to realize he still held my arm.
“Sorry,” he muttered, letting me go. I stood awkwardly while his eyes ran the length of me before his gaze settled back on mine.”
“You shouldn‘t let her speak to you like that. Ester can be a bitch, but she holds no more authority in this castle than any other servant, so don‘t put up with it, or she will walk all over you,” he said, and I glanced back up the stairs. Did he not realize I was only a werewolf? She definitely held more authority than me and could rip me to shreds. I was not stupid enough to cause confrontation, especially with a Ly can.
“Come on,” he says, and my brows furrow, but I don‘t move. I was stationed to remain in the Beta’s qua rters.
“Now, Abbie,” Gannon calls as he steps down a few steps. “But I have to,”
“I said now, come on,” he says, stopping and looking at me expectantly. I chew my lip, wondering wher e he is taking me, but I know better than to refuse. I follow him, and he leads me to the kitchens, where he gives me a nudge through the doors ahead of him, where Clarice looks up at me.
“Finished already, dear,” she smiles before her brows furrow when Gannon comes in behind me. Her eyes widened, and Clarice wiped her hands on the tea towel she was using.
“Gannon Love, I am sure whatever she did,” Clarice quickly defends me, but he says nothing, stepping past me and walking toward the pantry. Clarice rushes over to me. “You didn‘t go into any of the forbidden areas ?” she whispers, and I shake my head when he returns with bread and condiments. He points to a stool beside him.
“Abbie, sit!” he says, and Clarice and I look at him before she quickly nudges me to do what he asked. My hands shook as I used the bench to climb up onto the high stool. I sit there playing with my fi
“Everything alright, son,” Clarice asks, touching his shoulder.
“Fine, ma,” he says to her, pulling bread out from the bag when Ester comes in, dumping the dustpan an broom in the cleaning cupboard. Gannon growls at her.
“You can finish mopping the entire floor and take Abbie‘s duties for the day,” Gannon says to her with ou he doesn‘t even look up at her.
“Either that or I will make you shovel shit with Peter in the stables, Ester, so choose,” Gannon says, and she huffs but storms out. Clarice looks after her and glances between Gannon and me.
I shrug, unsure what to make of it, when Gannon sets a BMT sandwich in front of me, cutting it in half before cutting his own.
“Eat,” he says, tapping the plate and Clarice nods to me, and Gannon takes the other stool beside me, eating his own sandwich.
“Is Ester being troublesome?” Clarice asks, going back to drying dishes, and Gannon grunts as an an swer and Clarice sighs. ”
“Well, since you are free then, Abbie, you might as well come into town with me,” Clarice says, and I stop mid-bite.
“Is that allowed?” I asked her, shocked that I could leave the castle grounds.
“Yes, why wouldn’t it be? You’re not a prisoner here,” Clarice laughed, shaking her head while I stared at her in confusion. Wait, I could leave the castle grounds? It made no sense that a rogue servant could come and go.
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