Filed To Story: Absent Luna of the Lycan King Novel (Ivy & Kyson)
“When can I come to the packhouse?” I ask him.
“Soon. Hopefully. A few of my men were killed last week after the other pack attacked. As soon as it is safe you will be home with me. I promise. I hate the thought of you out here alone; I want you by my side always,” he says, kissing my cheek.
“Then take me with you. I don’t care about the risk. I will have you with me. I just want you,” I tell him. “Abbie, please, it has been a stressful enough day. Can’t we just lay for a little bit? Let me relax a little while here? I can’t risk you. You are the most precious person in the world to me,” he says, laying down.
1 slide off his lap beside him and sip my coffee. My belly rumbles again, and I look to the kitchen. Getting to my feet, I move toward the fridge and open it, finding it bare besides some butter, campers milk, and a block of cheese.
Opening the pantry, I found dry cereal and a packet of crackers. I thought he said someone stocked the place? “Kade?” I call over my shoulder.
He looks over at me, and I point to the pantry. “I thought they stocked it?” he rubs his chin.
“Right, I will get onto them when I get back home and send someone out to grab some things for you.”
“Maybe you could take me to the shop? I am hungry, and there is only cereal and crackers,” I tell him.
“I’m sure that is enough for one day, I will be sure to bring more food tomorrow,” he tells me while waving me over.
I look at the empty cupboard before closing it and wandering over to him, only for him to pull me down on top of him. He rolls, pushing me on my back and moving between my legs.
Kade kisses me, his tongue slipping between my lips and tasting every inch of my mouth. His lips trail down my neck, and I gasp at the delicious sparks as he nips and sucks on my neck. He lifts my skirt, his fingers reaching for the waistband of my panties and I pull away from him, shuffling up the bed. He growls, nipping my collarbone with his teeth as I wiggle up the bed.
“Why you gotta be such a prude? I am your mate!” he snaps when I tug my skirt down. Yet his words washed right over me as I was brought back to the basement in the orphanage. Plunged violently into memories I wished weren’t mine, ones I wish would remain buried and never surface again.
“Abbie?” Kade whispers, gripping my face. “Why are you crying again? You are always crying! What did I do now?” he asks as tears prick my eyes, yet I can’t explain. The shame I felt burned me hotter than burning hot coals ever could.
Kade sighs, “I guess I better go. Try to have this place cleaned up so I can stay tomorrow night,” he says while getting to his feet. Panic bubbles up, filling me dread what if the butcher found me? I would be by myself?
“But you only just got here. I can clean the place. It won’t take me long,” I tell him, but he shakes his head. “And try to clean yourself up a little for me before tomorrow. Your clothes smell off. I don’t like it.” he says before leaving while I stared at the door after he closed it.
Once again, I am left alone for another night, only tonight, my stomach cramps so much I struggle to breathe. Pain courses through my chest, and I try to ring Kade, but he never answers. Hours pass while I endure it before finally, he calls me back.
Answering the phone, I shiver beneath the blanket, my teeth chattering so much they ache “Kade! Oh please, Kade! Something is wrong! My stomach and chest, it feels so tight. I think I need to see a doctor,” I sob into the phone.
“Is that why you have been disturbing me all night? Over menstrual cramps? For fucks sake, Abbie! I was in a meeting!” he growls.
“It’s not those sort of cramps. Even my chest hurts. It was hard to breathe,” I try to explain, yet the hollowness writhing through me was the most unbearable as if a part of me was dying, and I couldn’t find the words to explain it accurately.
“You’re being dramatic!” he snaps before hanging up, and for the first time in ages, I break.
Why couldn’t he just come and be here if he wouldn’t call a doctor? That would be enough. I just wanted to be held, anything to take my mind off the agony that had torn through me so suddenly, yet as the time slipped by, the pain eased off. Why was he acting like this? Three times I attempted to call Gannon before putting the phone down. Shame washed through me, I should have listened. This was not at all what I imagined finding my mate to be. Yet I was too embarrassed to tell anyone, after everything and the fuss everyone made about me leaving.
Crawling and sniffling back was too embarrassing, and then the voices would start, the voices that criticize everything I had ever done or said, bringing back every memory. My mind pointed out my flaws and reminded me of how pathetic I am. Reminding me that I should be grateful the moon goddess granted me a mate because no one else would have me
New Book: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel
Dayson was the alpha of the largest pack in North America. Powerful figures from other packs sought to offer gorgeous girls as potential mates for Dayson. He steadfastly rejected these advances, he was not a pawn to be manipulated. But eventually there came a mysterious girl he could hardly say No. Who was she?