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

Azalea POV One Month Later We salvaged whatever we could. The thought of rebuilding led to the inevitable truth, a place that had become but a distant memory would now be our home, where we would rebuild our lives and our kingdom. Days we spent sifting through what was left of the castle. I felt…

Those two names were blessed and cursed and were no longer part of the future I now chose or wanted. Staring up at the place we shall now call home Abbie moves toward me, bumping her shoulder against mine. I smile looking over at her, Tyson on her hip. “Ready?” she asks and I nod…

He was such a sweet boy, just misunderstood. MU Emotions threatened to choke me as I look at his little bed, the little bed I would sometimes climb into in the middle of the night to soothe his night terrors. The little bed filled with his scent. If I wasn’t going to my own funeral,…

This side of the town was run—down, and the lawns were overgrown. litter filled and clogged the gutters and leaves coated the ground as we walked. Most of the houses had been destroyed by a storm that blew through the town a few months ago, leaving most homes abandoned. There was only one way in…

The Alpha calls us up to the stage and the butcher snickers as he takes a front– row seat. I refused to look at him, focusing on the small cafe that had blue and white little umbrellas out the front. “Ah, choices. Now, what should I do with these filthy rogues?” The Alpha laughed. He…

I close my eyes, this was it, I was going home, I let out breath waiting for the sword to slice through my neck. “No,” I heard Ivy cry out. It‘s okay lvy, I thought to myself, just go and live. I never wanted her to die with me, I wouldn‘t be a good friend…

Yet, following the King, we were introduced to the head woman in charge of the servants. I looked at Ivy, unsure of what was happening. Clarice seemed nice, but most people do until you get to know them, know their intentions, and if one thing I learned over the years is no one’s intentions were…

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…

“I am off for a few hours. I will come with you,” Gannon says with a shrug, and Clarice looks at him. “You want to come grocery shopping with us?” Clarice asks. “Or you can give me the list, and I will take her,” Gannon says, finishing the last bite of his sandwich be fore…

He checked my finger, and it had stopped bleeding. He pocketed the bloody tissue and shook his head before climbing out of the car. We had pulled up at some kind of general store, and I quickly climbed out of the car just as Gannon reached my door. I step away from him instantly, putting…