Filed To Story: Absent Luna of the Lycan King Novel (Ivy & Kyson)
“Damian likes me up to clean the gym before the men go in for training, though I didn’t know you trained with them,” she tells me.
“Damian does mornings, and Liam and I alternate the nights. Mostly I do them. Liam has been filling most night hours. His paranoia keeps him awake,” I tell her, handing her some pegs before grabbing a sheet to hang.
“Yeah, he seems a little-“Abbie pauses and I smirk, yet she doesn’t answer.
“Unhinged,” I offer, and she chews her lip and peeks over at me.
“He’s nice, though” she shrugs. If only she had seen him in his element, I don’t think nice would be how she would describe him. Psychotic, dangerous, a maniac maybe, but nice, definitely not.
“I’ll speak with Damian. Does he know how late you work?” She shrugs before shaking her head.
“I don’t think so. But, I don’t mind, it’s not every night I work that late, and I don’t want to get into any trouble,” she says.
“Why would you get in trouble?” I ask her.
“For not working enough” she states, pegging the last lot of linens on the line before retrieving her basket.
“How about I help you finish your chores, and when we are done, we can go for a run? I will clear it with Clarice and Damian.” I tell her, and she looks toward the forest. Her eyes light up excitedly.
“Really?” she asked, peering up at me before looking back at the castle.
“But It will be late by the time I finish,” she says, looking at the forest longingly.
“I will get someone to cover your afternoon shift. Come on, show me where to first,” I tell her, nudging her toward the laundry doors.
“Are you sure? It’s rather boring. I’m sure you can find better ways to spend your time,” she says, setting the basket on top of one of the washers and checking the others that were still running.
“Hmm, I would rather hang out with you,” I tell her, and her face heats.
“Why?” she chuckles, grabbing some cleaning supplies. “You’re prettier than Liam,” I snicker, and she raises an eyebrow at my words.
“Where is Liam anyway? Usually, both of you are together,” she says, and I follow her upstairs to help her do her chores.
“Probably harassing someone while working, or maybe with Dustin,” I tell her with a shrug, and she nods.
I follow her around, helping her complete her chores before I tell her to grab a bag so she can put her clothes in it. While she does that, I went to clear it with Clarice.
“You like her, don’t you?” Clarice laughs, and I roll my eyes before sighing.
“Maybe,” I tell her, and she shakes her head with a soft laugh.
“Go on then; I will get Ester to cover for her. Have fun,” Clarice says, shooing me away. I let the guards on duty know we would be out in the forest by the river before notifying Damian about my whereabouts before going upstairs and shifting. I pack a change of clothes before knocking on Abbie’s bedroom door.
“What did Clarice say?” she asks, nibbling on her lip as she peered out the door.
“She got someone to cover for you, so we are free to leave,” I tell her, stepping into her room and grabbing the small bag sitting on the bed before grabbing her hand and tugging her downstairs. We step into the woods, and she wanders off toward a tree. I wait for her to shift when she comes over to me with her uniform in her mouth. I crouch down, stuffing it in the bag before running my claws through her fur. She purrs, zipping in and out of my legs when I stand.
I laugh, and she jumps up, pressing her paws on my stomach and rub her face, pressing my wolfish head against hers. “I’ll race you,” I tell her, licking her face before taking off before she realizes I just licked her. I hear her growl before hearing her dart after me.
Gannon POV
Abbie’s excitement was contagious as we went for a run. However, this time, I made her bring her clothes with her knowing how quickly her wolf got excited.
We also went swimming for a bit, yet she seemed to enjoy herself despite her hesitation. Out here, when it was just us, it was like the world’s problems melted away, and she had no cares in the world, yet at the castle, she slips back into the servant role she was accustomed to.
I hated seeing her stuck in a servant role. Earlier I spoke to Damian about making her my personal servant, which would mean she would be free to do as she pleases; he said I needed to speak to the King. Though I doubt he would object to it as long as Abbie agreed. So I was hoping to have a chance to speak to him when we visited the Landeena castle.
Turn around, Abbie squealed as she doggy paddled to the water’s edge. I chuckled, turning my back to her. She had panties and a bra on this time, so I don’t know what she was worried about. Besides, I had already seen her naked, not that she knew that.I heard her grunt as she tried to climb the embankment. We were in a different area today not so far from the castle, yet the ledge was higher. Hearing her continuous struggle, I turned around and gripped her hips, making her squeak.
“Gannon,” she squealed as I tucked her against me before climbing out and sitting on the edge. I sat her on my lap, our feet dangling in the water. Her skin looked extremely white against my dark fur. Yet she never feared me in this form.
Why don’t shift back?” she asks as I bring. I nuzzle her neck, and she drops her chin yet doesn’t move to climb off me. My huge hands rub her belly as I look over her shoulder to find her bra completely see- through. Her perking breast and pink button nipple peaking out.
Deep gravings marred her flesh when I noticed the claw marks across them. I had seen the lashing on her back, counted those when she hadn’t noticed me watching her in the water, yet I hadn’t noticed the ones on her breasts before.
I rested my chin on her shoulder. I looked down at her skin. Claw marks were on her thighs and her hips, looking like someone had gripped her and lost control.
Mrs. Daley do these?” I asked without thinking, my hand moving to her breast as my clawed thumb brushed over the indents of the scars left. She froze, her entire body going stiff on my lap as she peered down, realizing her bra was see-through. I internally curse when she scrambles off my lap, trying to cover herself.
She climbs off me, rushing toward the bag, fetching her uniform, and slipping it on. My brow furrow in confusion and I turn, seeing her trying to do up the buttons, and I groan. Hauling myself to my feet, I walk over to her.
“1 didn’t mean to upset you, Abbie,
“You should have told me it was see-through.” she snapped, doing the last of the buttons.
“Where did the scars come from?” I ask her.
“Same place the rest did, the orphanage.”
“They look like claw marks,” I tell her, reaching down to grab the bag. I grab my shorts and shirt before turning my back on her and quick shifting. I pull my shirt on first, not wanting her to see the marks on my chest. Pulling my shorts on, I turn around to see her doing the last couple of buttons on her dress.
“We should head back,” she says, scooping the stuff up. I didn’t understand why she was getting so upset about her bra being see through. Her entire demeanor changed. She was pulling her hair into a bun when I noticed the scar usually concealed by her hair. It ran across the back of her neck and behind her ear. Reaching out, I traced the distinct pattern, and she jerked away from me.
“I noticed Ivy has a similar scar to that, though the opposite side,” I mutter more to myself. She touched the back of her neck before reaching down for the bag, and she went to toss it over her shoulder when I took it from her.
“What did I do? Why are you in such a rush,” I tell her, gripping her hand, but she pulls away from me, staring up at me like she was looking straight through me. Her gaze seemed distant, far away.
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