Chapter 230


    His Found Lycan Luna Chapter 106


    Kyson POV


    Everyone was frantically looking for Azalea, Tyson, and Tandi as Cedric and I pulled up. Trey was in a


    panic because he could tell she was unconscious, so he couldn‘t feel her through the sire bond. I


    couldn‘t feel her either through our mate bond.


    Cedric and I raced toward where we could see smoke. I had been trying to force the mind–link to reach


    her. When I felt her pain, I knew something terrible had happened, and I nearly ran the car off the road


    as I was smashed through the bond. Though how trouble found us, I had no idea. I left the entire guard


    here but Cedric, and still, shit went wrong and wasn‘t enough to protect her.


    Now all I could think about was finding her. Damian, Gannon and Dustin I had to order to find Tyson


    and Tandi, thepulsion from the oath had them frantically caught between their Queen and their


    mates and children. Something I may have to reconsider. Azalea would be devasted if their desire to


    help her overruled that of Abbie and Tandi or their children.


    “Fire! The stables are on fire,” Trey says, pointing to the stables. I could hear Damian shouting orders


    through the mind link while I was trying to reach Azalea when Gannon gripped my arms. It was utter


    chaos.


    “Where is Tyson?” Gannon asked while Abbie raced across thewns toward the stables, screaming


    for her son. Guards were using hoses and buckets, trying to put the fire out. As I ran through the back


    doors of the stables. The trapped horses inside their stalls were bucking and trying to break out as the


    mes drew nearer, licking up the walls and roof.


    Liam was frantically ripping stalls open and letting the horses out. Dustin was calling out for Tyson, who


    I could hear crying, yet the smoke was so thick, the heat intense the closer we got to the front of the


    stables. ck billowing smoke spewed out, making it difficult to see and the fire raging as the doors


    banged in the wind.


    “Got him,” Dustin yells before rushing past me yet I couldn‘t see Azalea anywhere or pick up her scent


    with the smoke. Dustin rushes out with Tyson in his arms. I cough, choking on the smoke, checking the


    stalls for Azalea when I feel her wake. The mind–link flickers weakly like she was trying to reach me.


    “Kyson,” she murmurs. Her consciousness was weak through the bond, and I could feel how much pain


    she was in, my own head throbbing along with hers.


    “Where are you, Azzy?” I rushed out, knowing she won‘t be conscious for long.


    “Woods. Tanner,” she murmured, and I could feel her slipping away from me. “Stay with me, Love. Hold


    on. I need you awake, so I can find you,” I tell her, but the link dissolves no matter how much I try to


    hold on to it.


    “Get to the woods. It‘s Tanner,” I scream across the link and hear the howls of the Landeena guard


    outside as they take off through the woods in hunt of their Queen. “On it,” Liam yells out from


    somewhere outside.


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    Liam and Trey, who I knew, rushed off the moment he felt that sliver of her consciousness. He would be


    trying to follow his sire bond. I try to navigate my way out of the enormous stables when I hear


    Damian‘s voice.


    “Tandi!” Damian screams out as he rushes into the stall across from me.


    “Kyson, help me,” Damian yells as I am about to run for the door to go after Azalea. With a growl, I


    move to help him to find her top half trapped beneath a trapdoor. He opens the lid, and I rip her out.


    The trap door falls heavily to the ground with a loud thud.


    “Tanner, your gardener. He took Azalea,” Tandi gasped as I heard the cracking of the tin above us. It


    was going to cave in any minute, and we needed to get out of here.


    “Larkin is down there,” she gasps, choking on the smoke. I passed her off to one of the guards, who


    was helping free the horses. He quickly takes her and runs out with her. My vision burned as the smoke


    got thicker. My lungs wheeze with each breath.


    “The old tunnels and I think I figured out who was supplying the wolfsbane to that witch, Damian growls


    as I look into the trapdoor. Larkin wriggled on the ground shackled by rope, and silver chains that I


    could smell were doused in wolfsbane.


    “Don‘t just stand there. Help me,” he chokes out. Damian grits his teeth and I know he believes if he let


    him die, all his issues would be solved.


    “I need to find Azalea,” I tell him. I couldn‘t care less for Larkin right now when my mate was in the


    woods somewhere. Shifting, my vision adjusts, and my hearing strengthens as I shove out the doors


    and run for the forest.


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    I can hear every crunch of twig and leaf, even over the raging storm, sniffing the air as I run. I pick up


    her scent in minutes, along with the savage sounds of fighting. Bursting through a thicket of trees, I find


    Azalea unconscious on the ground.


    Liam and Trey had Tanner pinned to the ground as he thrashed and snarled. His brown Lycan form is


    drenched in blood, yet I race toward Azalea. Rolling her over, I scoop my arms beneath her.


    As I hold her in my arms, her head rolls backward. Across her hairline and into her hair, there was a


    deep gash. In addition to that, her chin was also covered in arge bruise.


    “Don‘t kill him,” I snarl as Liam grabs his head, getting ready to break his neck.


    “Get him to the old dungeons. We need answers,” I growl at them. Tanner roars, trying to il and get


    free, knowing precisely what the old dungeons are used for.


    Tanner is dragged through the woods by them. Dustines to help, and as we finally reach the back


    of the castle near the stables, I find Abbie clutching Tyson up on the hill.


    Gannon had Tandi dragging her away from the raging fire of the stables. My men were still trying to put


    out the mes, using a pump and pumping water straight out of theke just as the rain hit. It poured,


    making the ground slippery, but it would be an added help to douse the mes before it spread to the


    surrounding forest.


    Running past the stable, Damian smacks Larkin back as he hacks and coughs. He looks up as I pass


    him and nods his head.


    “Lock the ce down,” I call across the mind–link. “And get me the town Doctor,” I order, hearing a


    unison of yes‘s call through the mind–link. Stepping through the threshold into the huge foyer, Azalea


    begins to wake.


    “Tyson!” she mutters.


    “We got him, Love. Tandi too,” I tell her, hugging her closer and inhaling her scent as I climb the stairs.


    Dustin is hot on my heels, and I see Liam drag and kicking and screaming Tanner through to the


    kitchens.


    “Dustin, you are to wait with Azalea,” I tell him as I push the door open with my hip. Iy her on the bed


    before moving her hair to look at the gash.


    Yet also being careful not to cut her with my ws. She drowsily stared up at me, her eyes rolling, and I


    could see she had a severe concussion. Leaning down, I like the wound trying to seal it, and it takes a


    couple of tries with me, pinching the skin together but eventually seals shut.


    “Mind–link with what the doctor says, also when she wakes up. I tell Dustin, who nods, taking her hand


    in his as he sits with her. Stepping out of my quarters, Abbie rushes past me and into the room.


    Gannon behind her.


    “Need me to handle the gardener?” he asks, but I shake my head.


    “No, that bastard‘s mine!” I growl before moving toward the stairs. Walking back through the corridors,


    it was chaos. The storm was in full swing, and guards and staff rushed around to secure everything and


    lock us down.


    Moving through the kitchens, I headed for the pantry. I walked down to the cer before walking down


    to the cells. Moving to the back cell, I find the trapdoor already open and descend the stairs to the old


    Dungeons.


    The draft was cold here, and the concrete steps made my heavy footsteps echo off the old stone walls.


    I hear the nging of the chains and Tanner‘s screams as Liam and Trey chained his arms and legs to


    the old wooden rack. The rack had rollers at each end, and once secured, you could turn the leavers,


    and it would stretch them.


    It is a rather painful and gruesome death. Reserved for the worst kinds of people. Tanner was one of


    those people. He touched my Queen, and he would pay with his life but not before I tortured the


    answers out of him.


    The old iron–barred door creaks as I pull it open, and Tanner‘s cries grow louder when he sees me step


    into the cell.


    Trey snarls and backhands him. His head whips to the side. “Get back to your sire; I will handle him,” I


    tell Trey, who was all too happy to go back to his Queen.


    wa


    Moving around the table, Liam clips the silver strap across his head so he can‘t lift it while I grab a hose


    and funnel.


    “Get me some wolfsbane,” I tell Liam, who rushes off to get what little supply we had left. Funny how


    we struggled to source it, and this fucking worm had been growing it beneath our noses this entire


    time.


    “I can exin,” Tanner whimpers as I set the funnel beside him for when Liames back. I drag my


    ws down the side of his face and lean down.


    “That you will,” I growl before grabbing his hand and lifting it. I ce it on the vice–grip before twisting


    the lever. His screams echoed off the stone walls as I crushed his hand slowly. Listening to each bone


    break. And this would be just the beginning. No one wants to be down in the dungeons with me. You


    know you fucked up if I bring you here because once down here, you never leave. Or if they do, it‘s in


    pieces.