Chapter 43


    Gannon POV


    “Up, get out of bed.” Liam says, pping his hands loudly. I tug my pillow over my head, trying to go


    back to sleep, when he strips the nket back off the bed. “Oh, what have we here? Sleeping in


    the buff, I see, me likey,” he says moments before his hand ps my ass. The p of his hand branded


    my ass, and I could feel every damn finger seared into my backside.


    I snarl, rolling over onto my back and ring at him. “Liam, you fucking Twat!” I hiss, rubbing my ass


    that I could feel was welted. “Get out of my room


    “No, can do. I have a job to do, and you areing with me.” he deres. I groan, reaching for my


    nket and tugging it back up, and rolling back onto my stomach.


    “Go annoy Dustin or Damian,” I tell him when he snatches my nket, ripping itpletely off the bed


    this time.


    “Up, or I will make use of that ass by turning it into my personal cum dumpster.” Liam snaps and I snarl,


    sitting up and tossing my legs over the side of the bed while he strolls over to my drawers, grabbing


    clothes out and tossing them at me.


    I snatch them, slipping them on. “And where are we going?” I ask.


    “Anywhere but this room. I am sick of watching you sulk,” Liam says. Great, he woke me for no damn


    reason. I yank my shirt over my head.


    “Has Abbie called you?” I ask him as I slip my sneakers on. ncing up at him, he shakes his head.


    “When was thest time you spoke to her?”


    “Days ago, a week, maybe more,” I shrug while cing my other shoe on.


    “She’lle around, Gannon. She will realize what sort of man he is,” Liam says. Grabbing my belt


    from off the bedside table, I pull it through the belt hoops before doing up the buckle and following him


    out of the room.


    “Maybe ask Kyson for permission to visit her,” Liam suggests as we follow the stairs. I had no idea


    where he was taking me, but I followed him to the kitchens and down into the basement.


    “Kyson wants me to find all the archives on the Azalea Landeena,” Liam tells me, and I nod. We had a


    sneaking suspicion Ivy may be the missing Landeena princess, the rightful heir to the Landeena


    Kingdom.


    Which meant Kyson’s treatment of her was for nothing. He believed she was the daughter of infamous


    serial killer Marrissa Talbot, but as of now, we had doubts because too much didn’t add up.


    I had mentioned to Damian a few times that I thought something was off with how she acted. She acted


    more like a Lycan instinct-wise than a werewolf. Kyson, however, refused to listen to us. Until now.


    Moving to the far cells, we were dragging boxes out, going through them looking for anything and


    everything on the Landeena’s and their missing daughter, who would be around Ivy’s age.


    We find a few files and go through them quickly before deciding to show them to Damian to see if they


    are of any use. Unfortunately, we barely scratched a dent in the cell. It was almost inessible, and it


    was stacked high to the ceilings and there were six others like it.


    When we were done, Liam dragged me to training with the men and some of the old Landeena guard


    that survived after their Kingdom fell. I tried to call Abbie before, eventually. We were on patrol untilte


    at night. Liam, I could tell, was trying to keep me distracted or, more like babysitting me.


    When the shift ended we headed back to the castle. Stepping into my room. I groan when he follows


    me inside. “Come on, Liam, leave me be,” I growl, stalking toward the bathroom to shower. I showered


    quickly, yet when I stepped out, I found him still in my room and going through my stuff. I snatched the


    photo of Sia and Abbie out of his hands.


    “Liam!” I snarled through gritted teeth. Liam exhales loudly before moving toward my bed and sitting


    down.


    “By the way. Kyson granted you leave to visit Abbie,” Liam states, and I sigh, knowing he must have


    convinced him or had Damian convince the King


    “You didn’t have to get involved,” I tell him, cing the photos back in my folder.


    “When you get her back, are you going to tell her about killing her aunty?” I swallow, ncing away at


    his question.


    “More importantly, are you going to tell the King about who Sia was?” Liam asks.


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    “It changes nothing. We handled her in the end and she never was able to go through with her ns.


    What is the point of dragging up the past? Nothing good everes of it,” I tell him.


    “The King wouldn’t be mad that you killed the woman and her mother.”


    “Are you speaking about your part in it or overall?” I ask him.


    “Kyson finds out he will kill Abbie. Assuming guilt by association. Look what he has done to Ivy. I won’t


    risk it with Abbie,” I tell him, and he sits on the end of the bed.


    “And what about Abbie?” Liam asks. “You have to tell Abbie about us. She will find out, Gannon.


    Secrets like this don’t remain hidden forever.”


    “Tell her what? That my mate chose you over me? Or how I felt her Aunty for two years after she


    rejected me, felt the bond breaking every time she screwed my best friend? Or should I tell her how we


    both ripped her Aunty apart when we found out about each other?” I spit at him.


    Liam sighs. “Abbie would understand. I just don’t want you getting her back, and then this one secret


    tearing you both apart again. She finds this out on her own. It will do exactly that.”


    “The only person who knows Liam is you, so unless you n on telling her, she has no way to find out,”


    I tell him. Liam sighs and shakes his head.


    “Just think about it, Gannon; I will back you either way. But I think she needs to know why her parents


    were on the run.”


    “We don’t know that for certain. We only just learned Sia had a twin. They could have been rogue for


    any number of reasons.”


    “It makes sense, though. Why would Abbie’s parents be rogue voluntarily, Gannon? They were


    running from someone. We may not have known about them until Abbie walked into the picture, and


    you recognized the link after finding those files, but it is now clear who they were running from. Abbie


    has a right to know about that. Or at the very least that her Aunty was your true mate,” he tells me


    before walking to the door.


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    “Get some sleep, brother. I will make sure your car is ready, so you can leave first thing in the morning


    to see Abbie. Hopefully, you can bring her home.” Liam tells me, shutting the door.


    I exhale before retrieving my clothes and slipping into bed. Tomorrow I will see Abbie, and hopefully, I


    can convince her toe back with me. If not, I had no idea what else I could do. Though I know if I


    asked Liam, he would help me Kill Kade and sweep it under the rug. Unfortunately, that would mean


    killing his entire pack.


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