Page 18 of Mated To The King's Gamma
“This is where you disappeared to,” he says, staring at Azalea. He stops behind her, and she looks up at him as he reaches down, offering her his hand. He pulls her to her feet.
“Are you okay?” he whispers, burying his face in her neck. Azalea sighs, leaning back against him.
“Yes, now you’re here,” she tells him, and he kisses the side of her neck.
“Where are you off to?” Kyson asks, looking up at me.
“He is heading into town to get Tyson a blanket, but I think there is a microfiber one in the room across from your old quarters,” Azalea tells him, looking at him. I shake my head.
“No, it’s fine. Gannon will buy one,” Abbie quickly says, and I hum in agreement.
“No, it’s fine. I think Az is right,” Kyson says, pressing his lips to her cheek.
“I will ask Matt to bring it over,” Kyson says, and sets Tyson on the bed.
“Are you sure?” I ask him.
“Yeah, not like anything in there is getting used,” Kyson says, and guilt washes through me. Here I am worried about Tyson and his blanket when they would do anything to have their daughter back.
“Come on, we should go. Besides, I am sure Abbie is sick of trying to move around the room without intentionally walking in my direction,” Azalea laughs, and I see Abbie watching her with concern.
“Or I could show you how to drop your command,” Kyson whispers behind her, and she peers up at him.
“You’ll show me?” Azalea asks, and Kyson leans down, bumping his nose against hers before brushing his lips on hers. I smirk, loving seeing Kyson be affectionate with her. He is almost an entirely different person with her, and I wonder if I am the same with Abbie.
“Yeah. I think if I don’t, my Beta may quit,” Kyson laughs, making me snort.
“About bloody time!” Abbie says excitedly.
“I can only use it when I’m angry,” Azalea tells him, chewing on her lip, and he sits, pulling Azalea into his lap on the floor. Abbie sits on her butt across from her where she stands.
“I can explain it to you, but I know you will hate it, but I can command you to drop it. Which will be easier, and you can feel the pressure behind it,” Kyson says. “If it works, I will try anything. I would like a proper hug,” Azalea says with a chuckle, glancing at Abbie excitedly, who I know is desperate to get her hands on her, too.
“And I would like to walk toward you without having to do the one, two-step,” I tell her.
“So it is similar to a command. A command you add pressure, force your will on them,” Kyson says, letting his slip out slowly, though I find it isn’t as discomforting, or maybe because he doesn’t intend it to be.
“To rescind it, you pull it back into yourself. So reabsorb your aura and command.” He tries to talk her through it and it is hard watching him manipulate his aura with her. The oath likes it despite there being no ill intention behind his actions.
“So you can try, or if you want, I can try to command you to drop the command, though I’m not sure if I actually can command you now.”
“What do you mean?” she asks him, and I know he will have a lot of answering to do. Azalea is inquisitive.
Kyson sighs and looks at me, and I smirk, raising an eyebrow at him. “Landeena commands can kill. Your command is more potent than mine. I just know how to use mine. You don’t,” Kyson tells her, and she appears rather shocked,
“Wait! I could have hurt all of them?” she stammers, glancing at us nervously.
“Yes, but not before you have awoken your gifts,” Kyson tells her.
“Cedric said something about awakening my gifts,” she admits.
“You spoke to Cedric?” Kyson asks her, and she nods.
“He was showing me how to use the mind link.” Kyson presses his lips in a line but adds nothing on the subject.
“Here, feel for my aura, and I want you to push on it and force it back, okay? If you can do that, you un-command them,” he tells her while Abbie waits patiently.
“Yeah, but I don’t want to hurt you,” she argues with him.
