Chapter 127


    Book 2. His Found Lycan Luna, Chapter 2


    Azalea POV


    My nose tickled as his scent invaded my nose. My entire body was overheating, and I wasn’t sure if the


    heat was radiating from him or me. His skin was blisteringly hot while my blood felt like it was boiling and


    bubbling in my veins. Lifting my head, I find Kyson asleep beneath me. His heady scent made my mouth


    water, and everywhere his skin touched tingled and buzzed like a live wire was running beneath my skin.


    My thighs were drenched, and I groaned, knowing I was in heat again. But why was Kyson so hot? I


    wondered, about climb off him and run for the bathroom to have a cold shower,


    “Remain where you are. You can’t move even if you wanted to.” Damian’s voice made me look over my


    shoulder. A growl escaped me; logically, I knew it was Beta Damian, yet my body reacted to the intruder


    near my nest. A nest I don’t remember building in my sleep. The thin sheet covering me falls slightly, and


    Damian averts his ga to the far wall and clears his throat, making me look down to find myself naked.


    Why was I naked? And who undressed me? My eyes widen, and I scramble to tug the sheet back to


    cover myself, only to feel Kyson move under me. No, he didn’t move. I was handcuffed to him, my wrist


    cuffed to his. My movement made Kyson purr in his sleep while I figured out what had happened.


    I stare at the handcuff.before ncing at Damian. “Why am I handcuffed? Did you undress me?” I asked


    him, and Damian sat back in his wooden chair that I knew was from the small office behind the door on


    the far wall. He folds his arms across his chest.


    “Yes, I had no choice. You are in heat! I need to talk to you, and you will listen to me, my Queen,”


    Damian states and I could tell he was no going to leave until he did. I roll my eyes, and Beta Damian


    growls.


    “Un-cuff me,” I tell him, but he presses his lips in a line. “No!” he says, earning a growl from me. I wanted


    to check on Dustin and Abbie. Although I wasn’t sure if that would be possible because with Kyson’s skin


    touching mine, I was barely holding it together, wanting nothing more than to roll my hips against him and


    im him.


    “I have been with the King for as long as I can remember, and he can be a stubborn idiot at times.


    However, you are also just as stubborn. You put yourself in unnecessary danger and put your life at risk,


    and that of Dustin. You put my King at risk. Your mate!” | swallow, looking down at Kyson. Tugging the


    nket higher, I go to move off of Kyson when he speaks again.


    “Remain where you are. Kyson’s life depends on it. You move and could die, and I did not carrying him


    here and undress you for him to drop dead on me now!” Damian snaps, and I freeze. “What?” I gasp,


    wondering what he is talking about


    “Kyson asked me not to say anything, but I will not watch him die when you can save him. Both of you


    are too stubborn to see your own ws or each other’s side. Now you will listen to me,” he snaps, and I


    could see his frustration clearly by the tight clench of his jaw and how white his knuckles were as the skin


    stretched over them when he gripped the armrest of the wooden chair. Damian was usually calm.


    Although, right now he looked murderous, and I wasn’t sure if he wanted to murder me or the King,


    maybe both? So I figured it probably best to


    listen and not piss off the Lycan who looked like he could snap in half like a twig.


    “I’m listening.”


    “About time, my Queen. Now let’s get one thing straight. Everything I do and don’t do is for yours and the


    King’s safety, just like me handcuffing you to him, is for his safety.” I sigh, wondering what he is getting


    at.


    “You never grew up amongst Lycans. You are poorly educated by no fault of your own and very young,


    so please do not take offense, but there are things you now need to be made aware of, so you can


    understand the meaning for all of this!” He says.N?velDrama.Org owns ? this.


    Was this what it was like to be scolded by a teacher because I imagined so. “When Kyson had your heat


    stopped, it didn’t stop for him. Lycan men suffer the same as women during the heat. Now, why did


    Kyson stop your heat, Azalea?” Damian asked.


    “So I wouldn’t die.” Damian nods, leaning forward in his chair and bracing his arms on his knees.


    “It is the same for Lycan men. You denying him wasn’t just killing you, It is killing the King. Male Lycan’s


    heat can not be stopped like a woman’s. Just because yours has doesn’t mean it did for him, which is


    why he is like that.” Damian said, nodding toward Kyson beneath me.


    I peer down at him. His skin was scorching, and his heart racing in his chest, I could it feel it thumping


    beneath my palm resting on the center of his chest. “Right now, your skin contact is the only thing


    keeping him from boiling alive, so you will remain in those cuffs until he is better.”


    “But that means I would have to mate him. You just said his heat won’t stop even if mine does.”


    “Exactly,” Damian says, his eyes flickering onyx, as he swallows before crossing his legs.


    “What?” I murmur horrified.


    “I am not asking you to have sex with him, Azalea, but I am not letting you out of those cuffs until you


    have at least marked him, which will buy him a few more days. His life depends on it, so you need to put


    your issues aside and save your mate. I have watched King’s and Queen’s fall from war. I will not watch


    them fall from something that could be avoided, all because of ack ofmunication because both of


    you are too stubborn to admit when you’re wrong.” ,


    Topen my mouth to speak, but he gets up. “No, you will do this. You need to realize being Queenes


    with responsibilities, responsibilities you do not understand, but your King does. You will die without him


    and him you. Before you find another excuse, Abbie is fine, Dustin is fine, but your mate is not. He


    messed up by not believing you about Abbie, but he can not make up for that mistake if he is dead. So it


    is time for my Queen to grow up and take responsibility for her own mistakes. You are both at fault for


    this, and now you need to fix it before another kingdom falls. Only this time, it would fall because of


    stubbornness and ego. And that is not worth dying for!” Damian says before storming off toward the door.


    “Wait!” I shriek, scrambling to turn to face him without either exposing myself or climbing off Kyson. I only


    manage to tangle myself in the sheet. However, Damian stops and turns back to face me.


    My face heats, and Damian purses his lips impatiently. “You don’t expect me to um…he is asleep! And I


    don’t know what to do!”


    Damian sighs and nces around, his eyes stopping on the bookcase.


    “Don’t ignore your instincts. Your body knows what to do. Its basic instincts. Listen to them. And think of it


    as sleeping beauty, you know that story?” he asks, and I nod. Kyson had read that and few other


    princess books, one that even had a frog in it.


    “Good, think of him as sleeping beastly then, but mark him instead of kissing him, though you can do that


    too.


    Just make sure you mark him first. It will help him heal enough toplete the other part,”


    “So I only have to mark him, and he will wake?”


    “Maybe not right away, eventually, once his temperature goes down, and effects abate” he tells me, and I


    sighed, looking down at Kyson. My anger toward him was not worth his life; Damian was right about that.


    I hear the door click shut and lock as he leaves.


    Readjusting myself, I sit up untangling the sheet, my legs straddling his waist, yet his arm was dead


    weight and bloody heavy as Imoved. Using my free hand, I turned his face to the side before feeling my


    mark on my neck, wondering if it mattered where I marked him, yet I had two marks from him and could


    feel they ovepped each


    other, so I figured anywhere between the neck and shoulder must be OK. My gums tingled just at the


    mere thought of marking him.


    His bare chest was inviting, and I wanted to run my tongue over it; however, marking first, I tried to


    remind myself, shaking my head. I kinda wished Damian was in here. It was easier keeping my thoughts


    straight and fighting the urges rolling over me.


    Leaning down, his chest brushed against mine, making my skin electrified, and I moaned at the feeling


    as it raced toward the apex of my legs. I sniffed his neck, his scent making my mouth water, and I felt my


    canines elongate when I ran my tongue over his marking spot. My canines buzz as they graze his flesh


    and prick his skin. The moment his blood touched my tongue, I sank them into his neck. I intended to be


    gentle; however, my body had a mind of its own as I felt them slide through muscle and tissue before


    bottoming out when I bit him like a damn savage.


    I briefly thought I did it wrong when I was smashed with his aura and essence, felt it roll over every inch


    of me, filling every atom and making every nervee alive. My pupils dted and I felt them expand,


    blowing wide and clearer. The feeling of him was bleeding into me, his life force moving through me and


    connecting to mine, it made me gasp and choke on his blood as it filled my mouth.


    My entire body buzzed and warmed as our bond forged and sealed a sense of wholeness enveloped me.


    I pull my teeth from his neck, running my tongue over his mark, and he shivers but does not wake. With a


    sigh, Iy down on him, burying my face in his neck and inhaling his scent. Please wake up.