Chapter 224
His Found Lycan Luna Chapter 100
Kyson POV
I tap Azalea‘s leg. I needed to speak with Gannon, Liam, and Damian. Something was amiss. Yet when
I went to get up, Azalea grabbed my hand. Her nervousness smashed into me, so I stopped. “It‘s
alright, love, we‘ll figure it out,” || tell her, moving past her. I stopped again when she refused to let go of
my hand.
“Azzy, love,” I try to assure her.
“Peter is waiting for us in the kitchen,” she blurts out, and I look at her.
Peter was back on the castle grounds? I thought her nervousness and worry were over Crux, not over
her damn brother. I growl, furious that he woulde back here. More importantly, how did he get past
my guard?
“I‘ll handle it,” I tell her when she jumps to her feet.
“No, I want to help him,” she blurts out, and I stop as I grip the door handle.
“No, Azalea, I won‘t allow that,” I tell her. Hasn‘t he taken enough from us? I epted her decision,
allowing him to live. That was enough for me. I certainly didn‘t want to be helping him.
“Ester abandoned him again. His grandparents kicked him out. He has been staying by the stables and
at the river.” she tells me.
“The answer is no, Azalea. He was not toe back on castle grounds,”
“He is a boy, Kyson,” Azalea defends him.
“And some would still say you‘re just a girl, Azalea. You are not much older than him. He knows right
from wrong. He knew what he was doing,” I tell her. How does she not see that?
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“Can we just hear him out, please?” she asks. My mate was far too forgiving. Almost as if since he was
her blood, she felt she had to give him a second chance. But sometimes second chances turn into third
and fourth chances until eventually it costs your life or ruins everything you have built. I won‘t lose my
mate to him again.
“You aren’t obligated to help or love him, Azalea. Not after what he did,” I tell her.
“I know that, Kyson. Peter isn‘t bad. He made a mistake.” She defends him.
“A mistake? It was more than a mistake, Azalea. That so–called mistake cost our daughter‘s life,” I tell
her, and she flinches at the mention of our loss.
“We all make mistakes, Kyson. He will live with his mistakes for the rest of his life. I just don‘t want my
brother to be one of mine. I don‘t want that guilt hanging over me, and I need to know I tried.”
“No, Azzy. This is just your genes talking, notmon sense. Your gifts, the infinite need you‘ll always
have to help. to love, and nurture. Unfortunately, that is one trait I will always hate that your mother has
passed down to you. You‘ll always feel obligated, even above and beyond reason.” Azalea says
nothing.
She knows I am right. But I also know she wouldn‘t be able to handle the guilt if something happened
to him if she didn‘t help. Damn, Azure‘s handing that down. I learned so much reading those few
passages of Cedric‘s book.
Azure‘s were magnificent for their ability to forgive and move on, for their elemental gifts, and for being
empathetic, it made me wonder if that was part of why Tatiana put up with Garret and remained with
him. Unfortunately, she also inherited a few of her father‘s traits. I had seen that first hand and been on
the receiving end of it.
His temper, hismand, and his bite. We were yet to see all of Azalea‘s moon–blessed gifts, and I
think the possibilities are infinite when ites to Azalea. Because one thing I realized with stattling
rity and why the moon goddess blessed both bloodlines with opposing gifts, they were to bnce
the other out. They were never supposed toe together, for it would throw off bnce.
Opposites don‘t always attract. One was benevolent and the other malevolent, but once together, they
detonated. Together, they were unstoppable and an impossible force to reckon with, and I suddenly
understood Garret Landeena‘s purpose in marrying Tatiana Azure. It was to gain what he wascking,
another power trip. Yet such qualities together would make it near impossible to live with. Landeena‘s
ego would always overrule any guilt he felt.
“You know I am right, yet you want to help him anyway, Love. Want to find some redeeming quality, but
what if there isn‘t one?” I ask her. She looks away from me and swallows. I could feel that Landeena
temper rise within her. That need to know was just as strong, so I knew I was on the losing end of this
argument. That Landeena stubbornness would be the death of me and possibly her if we weren‘t
careful.
“I need to know. I can‘t abandon him as everyone else has.” she says with finality in her voice.
“Are you sure you are doing this for him or for you, Azzy? What is it you‘re hopinges out of this?”
“Both. Kyson, I want peace. I won‘t get that by knowing I could have helped but didn‘t. I won‘t get peace
from turning my back on him.”
Hearing her words, the guilt and anger behind them, I knew my assumptions were right. To live with
such passion, guilt, anger, and confusion was exhausting for her. She needed this, even if it hurt her in
the end. She needed to know she did all she could to save him.
Typical Azure trait. Azure‘s sacrifice would be seen as never enough in their own eyes. Azalea was
never supposed to exist; she was both Landeena and Azure. She inherited both bloodlines, along with
it their best and worst traits of them.
Love and war that is what the Azures and Landeenas represent. Selfishness, greed, ego, and power
were the Landeena kingdom‘s undoing. Love,passion, loyalty, and sacrifice were the Azures.
Two things I now recognize in Azalea. Love and war, she inherited both. She loved fiercely, forgave
quickly, became angered easily, and went to war for those she loved even if they didn‘t deserve her
Love. And I feared that would be my Queen‘s undoing. And I knew the gifts bestowed on her had also
cursed her. This is why the Goddess made them the opposite. Therefore, they were never to be fated
together. Neither‘s power could outweigh the other, and the illusion of peace evened the ying field.
Until they learned each other‘s weaknesses and realized what theycked was in the other.
With a sigh, I kneel before her. I wish she would see reason and the fear I have of her getting too close
to the boy that almost destroyed her. Destroyed us. And she expects me to watch that again.
“Last chance Azzy, I mean it. No more helping after this, promise me. If he hurts you, promise me you
will not give him any more of your time. Promise to let me deal with him,”
“But he‘s a Landeena?” she whispers. Yet that immunity would no longer protect him from me if he hurt
her or tried to get between us again.
But you are not, you may be born of them, but you aren‘t your father, you aren‘t your mother, you are
Valkyrie now, mine as I am yours. I won‘t watch him destroy you again. I won‘t allow him to destroy
what we have built. And I certainly won‘t stand by and watch you destroy yourself over him. So promise
me, this is thest time. If Peter does one thing wrong, you let me end him,” I tell her. Azalea swallows
but lets out a breath.
“Last time,” she whispers, and I sigh before pulling her to her feet.
“We‘ll deal with Peter, and then I need to speak with the guard, including yours. I want to be prepared
for anything.” I tell her.
“Crux said he was sending you the coordinates of Larkin‘s whereabouts, though.”
“Yes, he said he would. But I have a funny feeling he is buying time, trying to throw us off. He will find
some excuse not to send them right away,” I tell her.