Page 52 of Claimed By the King's Gamma

“She’s my mom,” Ivy smiles sadly while brushing her thumb over the picture of Marrissa.I curse too low for her to hear and hang my head before shaking it and looking up at her.

“He will come around, Ivy.You just need to give him space,” I tell her, but she looks at me, confused.So no one has told her anything at all.

“What do you mean?I don’t get it.What did I do?”she asks.Knowing she did nothing, I frown when Kyson’s voice flits through my head.

“What did she say?”

I bite back a growl.

“Marrissa is her mother,” I answer, wishing I had a different answer for him.

“You did nothing.It’s what your mother did.She killed the former king and queen and the king’s sister.”I tell her as I come out of the mindlink.She blinks, astonished, unable to believeit.

“Just try to get some rest.After your shift, I will take you to Kyson’s old quarters.”I tell her.

“But my birthday isn’t for another couple of weeks,” she tells me as I’m about to get up.

“The fact you recognized the king as your mate, Ivy, shows your birthday is today,” I tell her, just as I hear someone curse.The stable doors open, and Clarice and Abbie come inside.They stop by the door and glance at me.I nod to them before standing and leaving, giving them space as Abbie rushes to her side.I stop by Clarice at the door.

“Don’t be long; I don’t want to be dragging you to the cells for disobeying the king,” I tell her.Clarice nods, and I stride out.

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