Chapter 80
Kyson POV
Anxiety filled me as I approached our room, wondering if she snuck out without any of the guards.
However, I was pretty surprised to walk in and find her sitting on the floor in front of the firece. One of
my books is open on the floor beside her and the tablet in her hand. Her tongue poked out the side as I
watched her press her fingers to the touch screen before holding the tablet up to listen to the words.
Once she is done, she sets the tablet down to do the following sentence. Stopping behind her, she
doesn’t look up until my shadow blocks out the heat from the firece. Only then do I realize she is
shivering, and goosebumps cover her skin. I bend down and pick up my book, and she sighs. “I was
going to put it back,” she said, her teeth chattering. Pride and Prejudice. I hand it back to her, and she
takes it.
“You can touch whatever you like, Az” I pause, almost calling her Azalea.
“Whatever you want, just ask Ivy. What’s mine is yours,” I tell her, and she nods, taking the book from me
and finding her page.
“I thought you wanted to go for a walk?” I ask her, sitting down behind her and propping my arm on my
knee. I lean back against the armchair, trying to figure out how to ask her if I can not only look between
her legs but also tell her she isn’t the daughter of a monster. Before she could answer, though, rice
opened the door, bringing in our dinner.
“What chapter did you get to, my Queen?” rice asked her, bringing her tray over and setting it on the
coffee table.
“Only page eight,” Ivy says with a frown.
“You’ll be able to read by yourself in no time,” rice nods; however, I did notice that Ivy never batted an
eysh at rice using her title. Almost as if she hade to ept it. Ivy thanked her, and I saw how
she subtly sniffed the air before frowning when she realized the meat was what I ss as burned or
ruined. I swap our tes, handing her mine.
“Can you ask the kitchen staff to prepare Ivy’s meals the same way as mine from now on?” I asked
rice.
“From now on, my King,” she says, her eyes flicking to lvy, who was typing away again.
“Yes, rice,” I tell her, and she nces between the both of us.
“And you’re sure, my King,” rice asks, and I sigh. News clearly travels fast. I hadn’t been here five
minutes, and the entire castle was aware, which meant I had no choice but to tell her tonight.
“Positive,”
“Very well, my King. Enjoy your book, Ivy,” rice tells her, but Ivy wasn’t even paying attention too busy
typing into the device. rice smiles before leaving. I eat watching Ivy let her food get cold before taking
the tablet from her.
“Eat first. Your food is going cold,” I tell her, and she growls. Ivy folds the corner of the page and shuts
the book. I internally cringed. My biggest pet hate was folded book pages, and it was the first edition,
making it all the more cringe-worthy, but I remain quiet, knowing if I said anything, she would probably
have no idea what I am talking about when ites to book editions.
Ivy picks up her knife and starts cutting her meat, devouring her food hungrily. She shivers her entire
body shuddered from it, and her teeth chattered, yet her skin was flushed like she was overheating. I
reached over her, touched her head to find her skin blistering hot, and the moment my hand came in
contact with her skin, she sighed, pressing against it. Yet her scent hadn’t changed, so it couldn’t be her
going into heat. I moved my hand off her head, and she shivered again before going back to her food.
“Did you find Gannon?” she asked. I nod, watching her; she eats ravenously like she has been starved,
which made me nervous; I was the same before I shifted.
“Yes, I did. What did you do today?” I asked her.
“Nothing, I couldn’t find Dustin, then I got distracted with the tablet and trying to read the book,” She
shrugged. Ivy went back to her food when she was nearly finished, and she started to slow down.
Chewing slowly, exceptionally slowly, and her face pales before she jumps up, running for the bathroom.
“Ivy?” I called, setting my te aside when I heard her gag. Rushing into the bathroom, I found her head
in the toilet bowl as she threw up.
“You alright?” I ask, grabbing her hair as she continued to be sick. She eventually falls backward on her
butt.
“Must be the stupid fruit sd, been feeling sick since eating it,” she groaned, clutching her stomach
beforeying on the cool tiles. I flush the toilet before stepping over her and turning the shower on.
“The fruit sd?” I asked.
“Yeah, I think some of the fruit was off; it tasted funny?” I nod before gripping her shoulders and sitting
her upright.
“I don’t think it’s the fruit sd; I think you may be going to shift soon,” I tell her.
“I can’t shift; I would have already,” she murmured.
“Well, I would say that is wrong; you are just ate bloomer since I hurt our bond,” I tell her, peeling off
her jumper. “I don’t want to shift; I don’t want to shift without Abbie!” she panicked, sitting upright. I grip
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“I am right here with you, Ivy,” I tell her, but she pushes my hands away.
“No, I want Abbie,” I grit my teeth and look away. I was angered that she would rather Abbie than me,
although I know it’s my fault. Taking a deep breath, I face her, cupping her face in my hands. “Abbie isn’t
here, but I am. So calm down, you won’t be alone,” I tell her, but her eyes brim with tears as she starts
having a panic a****k. She started breathing rapidly and shallowly. “No, No,” she shakes her head.
“Shh Ivy, calm down. Let’s just get you in the shower first,” I tell her, but every time I went to remove
more of her clothes, she would p my hands and tell me not to touch her.
Unclipping her bra, she growls at me. “Get out!” she snaps.
“Ivy?”
“Get out, this is your fault, now get out!” she screamed at me. Her eyes zed brightly, almost glowing
as she panicked. I chew the inside of my lip, knowing it is just the shift bringing on her sudden change in
emotions; it truly does bring out our monstrous side. Yet I could feel her resentment towards me and hurt
that I was the reason she was dyed.