Page 38 of His Found Lycan Luna

“You would dare attempt to leave me, to leave your king,” he snarls next to my ear, his gravelly voice sending a shiver up my spine. My entire body shakes beneath him, his aura slamming down on me, dominating me and forcing another whimper to leave my lips.

“You’re mine, mine Ivy, and you will remain with me. I will chain you to my damn bed if needed,” he growls. “You won’t be escaping me again, you were warned never to run from me, and now you’ll learn the consequences of your actions.”

My fingertips burn and throb, anger mingling with my fear and claws slip from my fingertips, enraged by his words, although petrified at the same time. They dig into the earth, and he snarls again, nipping my shoulder and making me flinch as he breaks my skin and blood trails down my shoulder blades.

I was so close, so close to freedom.

“Submit,” he growls in warning, and I feel my eyes flicker before my own growl slips out of me uncontrollably. My vision changes, illuminating the darkness and making my surroundings brighter. His hand falls on my shoulder, claws sinking in as his weight lifts. Before I know it, he flips me on my back with a swift yank before dropping his weight against my abdomen and legs. Trapping me once again. His aura smashes against me, and he roars in my face.

“I said submit,” he growls, but instead of a whimper, rage emerges out in the form of my thunderous growl.

“No!” I scream back at him, thrashing beneath him trying to escape.

His fists come down on either side of my face on the dirt. “I am your fucking king. You will submit to me,” he snarls, then pressing his chest against mine.

“The same king who doesn’t want me for a mate,” I snarl back, my vision making his features cleareras my eyes adapt to the darkness, turning a luminescent blue, which makes his glare harden as his eyes examine my face. He uses his nose, turning my face, his fur brushing against me before he snarls.

“You’re mine,” he seethes, shaking with rage above me and the bond flares, making me angry.

“I’m not anymore,” I growl at him, and he roars in my face before punching the ground beside my face. I squeeze my eyes shut and inhale deeply but refuse to submit like his aura tries to make me. The feeling of it caressing over me makes nausea build. Yet I shove it back, shocking myself at my own ability to not give in when I feel his tongue swipe across his bite marks on my shoulder and arm.

“You will submit, one way or another,” he purrs, and I hear his bones snap and rearrange before his warm skin presses against me. I feel the calling, making my skin tingle as he forces the bond to the surface, and I gasp that he would use it on me to get me to submit to him.

I scream as he awakens the stupid calling. Willing to do anything to get away, I thrash beneath him, wanting him to stop, not wanting to submit to him when I feel the weight of it start to relax me. With a last-ditch effort to stop him, I start hitting him and thrashing for him to get off me.

The king snarls, shoving the calling on me again as I scramble, kicking my feet and pushing away and out from under him. He snarls, flashing his canines at me, and my hand moves with speed I never thought possible and connects with his face. Only after they do that, I realize my fingers… no… myclawsare out, razor-sharp as they slash down his face.

Blood spills and sprays across my face, and I gasp at what I’ve done while his head whips to the side. The deep threatening growl that leaves him makes my blood run cold as he slowly turns his face back to look at me. Deep claw marks streak down his cheek, across his lips, and over one of his eyelids.How did I do that?My bravado wears off immediately as he snarls before pouncing on me andcrushing me beneath him. His blood drips on me, covering me like a leaky faucet.

My claws retract instantly, and I whimper, waiting for him to tear into me when he purrs, the calling washing over me, and I sob as I feel my body go lax beneath him, giving in to his demands. He buries his face in my neck and my hands feebly try to push his face away.

“Shh, my queen,” he whispers, nipping my fingertips and burying his face in my neck.

“You’re mine now,” he purrs before I feel his teeth pierce my skin. He sinks them deeply into my neck, through the layers of skin and tissue and I gasp as sparks rush from head to toe, every inch of me tingling. My body feels foreign to me. Even my toes curl as immense pleasure washes through every part of my body. I feel him take something from me, like he stole a piece of my soul as it embeds and transfers to him. My eyelids flutter, heavy as the fight drains out of me and I feel his teeth slide out of my neck, his tongue rolling over my mark.

His calling grows louder, taking everything, forcing me to relax while exhaustion, like never before, slivers through me.

“Sleep my queen, your king has got you,” he purrs. My head falls back as he scoops me up in his arms, his chest vibrating against me as he continues to purr, clutching me close while I become entirely limp in his arms. He starts walking, nuzzling my neck as I try to fight the exhaustion. Unable, I blink once more and everything goes black.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

AN HOUR EARLIER

The time finally comes for me to leave, and I am waiting out front of the castle, sitting on the steps. A small bag sits between my feet that Clarice has made up for me, so I have a few things to take with me until Kade organizes for more clothes. As the car pulls in, I jump to my feet and rush over to him. The bond tugs me to my mate, and I am ecstatic that Ivy can come with us. That I will eventually get Tyson back. Today is a good day, everything’s coming together, though I will miss this place. Miss Gannon and Clarice, but Kade promises I can visit whenever I want.

I smack into his chest the moment he gets out of the car, and he wraps his arms around me, burying his face in my hair before pecking my lips softly.

“Get in the car, my love. We need to head home,” Kade whispers, cupping my face in his hands. Peering around, I try to find Gannon but can’t see him. So instead I turn to the king and give a quick bow to him. Surprisingly, Damian gives me a brief hug before I glance again. He was just here seconds ago. Wheredid he go?

“Where did Gannon go?” I ask, a little disappointed. Alpha Kade grips my shoulder, turning me toward the car.

“You said goodbye to your friend?” he asks me, and I look up at him, nodding. He inclines his head toward the car, and I slowly walk back to it before climbing into the passenger seat and clipping in my belt. Kade shuts my door, and I watch as he talks to the king, my hands sweat and I wipe them on my pants.

After a few minutes, he climbs into the car, starting it. I wave to the king and those waiting. The king stiffly waves back, and I peer up at Kade. “The king looks angry,” I tell him.

“Probably busy,” is all Kade offers. We drive to the bridge where we are supposed to meet Ivy, yet as time slips on, and the closer it nears to 7 PM, the more nervous I get. I pace along the walkway, looking to the path below. Once 7 PM comes and goes, I hear howls fill the sky, and Kade gasps.

Nervously I look at Kade. “I don’t think she is coming, love, she must have changed her mind.”

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