Page 12 of His Found Lycan Luna

“Plus, none of us want to hurt him. He is a good king; despite current behavior, he is a good man just troubled by the demons that lurk in him,” Clarice adds before telling the servants to tend to their chores. They all rush off.

“What do you mean none of you want to hurt him?” I ask. Could they really hurt the king?

“Some of us have a blood pact for our future queen. If he were to physically hurt her or try to kill her, we would have no choice,” Liam says behind me, and I peer over my shoulder at him. He shrugs, yet still, I am confused. It is Clarice who answers, causing me to turn around and face her.

“The King’s Guard was originally made of twelvemen. After his sister died, we lost a few guards, but those who remained and some of the staff were tied by a pact. The king asked us to swear to protect his future queen no matter the cost, even his over his life,” Clarice explains.

“That was the worst week of my life,” Liam growls, and whatever happened back then, I can see haunts him just as much.

“But I would do it again,” Clarice shrugs.

“You’re part of the guard’s pact?” I asked her.

She nods. “I am one of the few servants here who is.”

“Yeah, a week full of the king forcing his blood down our throats and us breaking his command,” Liam explains.

“Huh?”

“For the pact to work, the king can’t be able to command us to harm his queen. It’s a safety thing. When it comes to the king, she is the only one we can override his command on. He could tell us to kill her, but we would do the opposite. We would kill the king for her,” Clarice answers.

“But I have seen him command his guard before,” I answer.

“It only works if he asks us to threaten her life. We can’t. The king can still command us, though it is more painful when he does. We can resist it to a degree, but if he pushes us too hard, we would relent.”

“Unless it comes to the queen,” Liam says. “That bond can’t be broken.”

“I still don’t understand,” I admit. Though I didn’t know much about Lycans so maybe that is why.

“The king’s blood is infused by witch magic,” Liam shrugs.

“Witches still exist?” I ask, a little shocked.

“Yes, of course, just not in plain sight,” Liam answers.

“So no matter what, you will keep Ivy safe even from the king?”

“Yes, assuming he doesn’t kill us to get to her,” Clarice answers.

“So you and twelve guards?”

“It was twelve; some have lost their lives since the pact,” Clarice states.

“Who’s left?”

“Myself, Liam, Dustin, Damian, and of course, Gannon. A couple of others, but we are the main ones you will find guarding the queen,” Clarice answers.

Clarice picks up a tray and turns to me. “Now Ivy must be starving, so we better get you on your way to her,” she says, repacking and checking the picnic basket. “Also, Abbie, I need to send you to town a little later, we have guests coming this afternoon.”

“Who?” I ask.

“Alpha Kade, one of the packs with allegiance to the king. He is helping with the rogue childrens’ deaths.”

I nod, wondering If Gannon can come since I still can’t read. Chewing my lip, I am about to tell her that is why Gannon came with me.

Seeming to understand my pause, she adds, “I have already called ahead. You just need to pick up the order. Though I am a little upset, you didn’t tell me you can’t read,” Clarice says, and I stare at the floor.

“Had to find out from Damian when he told me the queen couldn’t,” she says with a shake of her head. “Now come on, let’s get a wriggle on,” Clarice says moving toward the door.

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