Filed To Story: Absent Luna of the Lycan King Novel (Ivy & Kyson)
“Scratch and sniff. Taste and whiff. Whatever it is, I volunteer my time and pecker for the task,” Liam says, and Damian shakes his head.
“The sacrifices I am willing to make for you, my King. I have this one handled. I will take Dustin and …” Liam ponders for a few minutes before his eyes fall on Damian.
“Damian! You can come. Boy’s night and you may finally get laid. It might help with that stick you have shoved up your ass. What do you say?” Liam says, nudging Damian, who growls.
“And exactly what is Dustin going to do at this brothel?” Damian demanded.
“The surveillance part while I test out the girls. Duh!” I give Damian a look, telling him that if Liam is go ing, he must go to babysit. Liam might try to bring the girls home with him. Damian groans and scr*bs a hand down his face.
“f**k! Fine,” Damian says with a shake of his head.
“I best go find me some going out clothes,” Liam says excitedly before chugging the bottle of whiskey. He burps loudly. “You’ll have to drive though,” Liam tells him before holding up the bottle. “I have been drink ing. Don’t tell the boss man,” he whispers, and I raise an eyebrow at him, considering the boss man was watching him down the boss man’s liquor.
“He is going to be the death of me,” Damian groans, and I laugh.
“That is Liam for you,” I tell him, and he nods.
“Yeah. If he wasn’t trustworthy. I would have killed him myself,” Damian chuckles, getting to his feet.
“I’ll be back in three days then. Will you be alright here?” I wave him off, telling him to go. Damian need ed a few days off, not that they would really be taking time off, but it would be good for him to get out of the castle. And Liam would force him to relax, which is why I didn’t protest him wanting to go.
“You need me, call and I will head back,” Damian tells me.
“I’ll be fine. I just need to pull Azalea into line,”
“She isn’t a pet, Kyson. And maybe if you treated her like your equal, she might actually listen to you,”
“I do treat her equally!” | exclaimed.
“When it is convenient for you. I heard about Ester and Peter. Yes, they needed punishment, but drag ging Azalea along and forcing her to watch? Who were you punishing, Kyson? Peter or her? Because it sounded like both.”
“She has to learn how things work. She needs to learn to lead,” I tell him.
“Yes, lead alongside you. And every time she tries, you shut her down or use her weakness against her. Do you want her to learn to rule alongside you? Then show her how and stop forcing her. She did what any woman in her position would do. Any person who knows what that damn whip feels like. Azalea knows that pain. Yet you took her along to watch?” Damian says incredulously with a shake of his head as he pulls his coat on.
“They needed to be punished, Damian,” I tell him, and he shakes his head.
“You’re never going to learn, Kyson. You want her to respect you? Then respect her too! I am getting sick and tired of… You know what?! If you want to help her while I am gone? Teach her how to un-command Dustin and Gannon so I can have a damn night off!” Damian snaps before turning on his heel and walking out.
Thuff as the door cl**ks shut. Yet deep down, I knew he was right. I was, in a way, punishing Azalea for not letting me kill them. I suddenly felt ashamed of my actions. Damian was right. My anger and jealousy were getting the better of me.
Azalea POV
I watched Kyson storm off before turning to Ester.
Before moving toward her, I pulled my clothes back on.
I untie her hand, and it falls limply at her side, and Peter grabs his mother around the waist.
Looking around, I see Trey and Clarice.
“Get some rags and herbs,” I tell them, and they rush off while I uncl*p her other wrist only when I go to grab her and help her sit down.
She slapped my hand away.
“Mum!
She is trying to help!
” Peter snaps at her while I stare at her, stunned.
“She has helped enough,” she growls.
“I could have let him f**king kill you!
Would you prefer I did?
” I growl back at her.
She glares at me.
” am the only thing standing bet**en you and my mate”.
Ester laughs and shakes her head.
“You are exactly like your mother!
A gutless whore, who doesn’t like a little competition.
” she spits at me, and my hand moves before I even register what I have done.
My claws sl*pped out, slashing her face as I slapped her just as Clarice rushed out with Trey, who carried a bucket, and they stopped in their tracks at the sound of my palm connecting with her face.
A shocked gasp leaves Clarice, and Peter also seems shocked.
I definitely was, but I was too angry to care.
How dare she insult my mother, whichever one she intended it for after I just stopped her from being killed?
I never gave her the punishment.
She spoke like that to me after I saved her from it.
I could have let him kill her, but I didn’t.
I was willing to let my mate whip me to save her son, who killed my unborn child, while she got a second chance with hers.
My hand stung as I straightened up, and tears burned my eyes.
My mate was livid with me because I defended her, and then she threw it back in my face.
Swallowing down my bubbling emotion and the hurt her words caused, I looked at Clarice and Trey.
“Clean her up and get her off castle grounds,” I tell them, walking past their shocked faces.
As I move past Trey, however, he grips my arm.
“Are you okay?
What did she do?
” he asks.
I shake my head.
There was no point in both of us being mad.
And I just wanted to get out of here.
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