Chapter 89


    Read Mated To The King’s Ga*ma by Jessica Hall Chapter 89 – “Not sure, but it was less of a burden


    when I wasn’t carrying it on my own,” he tells me before passing my Tyson. I set him on the bed, and


    Liam handed him his nket. “Something to think about,” he says, and I nod before he leans down,


    pressing his lips to my forehead. “And congrats on your mate,” he chuckles. “Gannon was practically


    bouncing with excitement over you marking him,” Liam tells me. My face heats, making me wonder if he


    heard us earlier.


    “He is a good man Gannon,” Liam tells me, and I nod, yet I remember his words when he threatened me


    over Gannon. He said the same thing then, too, before telling me he wasn’t good.


    “So are you, Liam,” I tell him. He shakes his head.


    “A few people would say otherwise,” he tells me.


    “That’s because they don’t know you. They don’t see past the crazy. But I see you,” I tell him, and he


    nods. “Just as I see you,” he says before walking out.


    Liam and I were going over the timeline in the ballroom and adding in all the parts about Sia. Looking at


    how they ovepped, not only with the attacks and council but also with Ester.


    Abbie, however, had to leave. She said she felt unwell; I knew it was because she couldn’t see Peter be


    commanded over his mother. Yet we proved his intentions and innocence, which I knew relieved Kyson


    tremendously. As everyone else went to bed, it was just Liam and me here.


    I was staring at the board as a whole as we wrote thest parts when the mindlink opened up.


    “Gannon, get to your quarters immediately!” Kyson says through the link.


    “Are Abbie and Tyson alright?” I ask, noticing the distress in his tone, yet I was already walking out of the


    ballroom.


    “Azalea and I will take Tyson for the night. Just get to your room!” Kyson snaps at me.


    “I’m on my way. What is going on?” I asked when I felt Abbie’s distress which made me pick up my pace


    as I took the stairs two at a time.


    “Can’t you feel her, Gannon! Abbie is in heat!” Kyson says. I swallowed and stopped in panic, knowing


    once up there, it wouldn’t just be her overwhelmed with instinct but myself, yet the bond tugged painfully


    with the need to go to her, and I started running up to the room.


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    As I climb thest staircase, I see Tyson in Trey’s arms, and the King slips out of my room, making me


    growl at him as her scent permeates off him. He holds his hands up and backs away from me while I


    shake the urge to attack him off for touching her. The entire reeked of her heat, and my cock strained


    painfully hard in my pants.


    Stepping into the room, I see Azalea leaning over Abbie. “Gannon can make it go away,” she reassures


    my mate, reason told me nothing was wrong with Azalea being near her, but instinct far outweighed logic


    right now as I growl at her, making her jump up and move away from her.


    “It’s Azzy, Gannon,” Abbie whines, and my head whips toward her. I blink, trying to rid the haze before


    moving toward the bed, and Azalea rushes out.


    My instincts were taking over my sensibilities. Abbie had been through so much, and I had to force


    myself to remember that. I didn’t want to hurt her. But by the moon goddess, her scent was trying me into


    a rut. I could feel my pupils dting. She was balled up in the middle of the bed panting.


    rougher as I answered, “Abbie, do you understand what you are asking t know who was more frightened


    at what this meant, her or me. Yet her 35 skyrocketing, and she groaned, her face flushed as she writhed


    in pain r gan shredding her clothes and let out a breathy response, “Yes, I do,” she said in rd voice She


    was ripping her own clothes off as I went towards her. Her skin kard with sweat as she was now lying on


    the tattered remains of her clothes.


    pred my hardest not to let her scent overtake me, but it was toote. A snarl escapes me making her


    jump. Thest thing I wanted was for her to fear me. I climbed on the bed Sony pulling her down directly


    under me.


    I need you to listen to me very carefully. Abbie. It is going to hurt at first. That is something I cannot


    prevent from happening. Her breathing wasing out in shaky mervals as she nodded, “Are you sure


    you understand what I’m saying, Love?”


    “Yes, Gannon. Please make this pain stop!” she cried out Her skin was so hot, her heat making me


    sweat as her skin heated against mine and I pressed my weight down on her watching her reaction to


    me pushing her into the bed.


    ve she doesnt freak out, I let out a deep breath before i kiss her, my tongue delving pasi hesaps as i


    taste every part of her mouth. Abbie let out a moan and kissed me back


    amor lyther tongue tangling with mine as she rocked her hips against me. My hand trails down her side,


    pushing her leg apart before trailing my fingertips over her core.


    My heart skipped a beat, wondering how she would react when I slipped my fingers inside te because I


    needed to stretch her or I may hurt her. My lips travel down her cheek. Then Oherned, as i rub my


    fingers over her cl**t while sucking on her mark Abbie’s hips lift, 201 my finger inside her at the same


    time, letting my calling wash over her. Her a canch around my finger, and I withdraw it slowly before


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    Snem m tanirubbed herinner walls with my fingers, eurling them deep inside her Henna Duck and


    demand more So itwisted and pumped into her with my thumb Cooking heet Herr po rocked to the


    rhythm I set as she became lost to her heat and care teef over to her basentonctowhich made me rx a


    little


    My c**k was bing panfully hard the longer i tried to dy the inevitable Abbie sucked and licked my


    lops and neck Her wa dug into my back attempting to tug me


    closer to her. She pushed my hand away and grabbed my d**k. Her tiny hands stroked my length and I


    groaned at the warmth and softness of her hand wrapped around me. There would be no turning back


    from this.


    As she stroked me, she pulled me closer before letting me go. Her hands moved over my chest as she


    kissed and nipped my flesh. I pressed the head against her core before looking at her for confirmation,


    yet she was too far gone to her heat.


    But the way she lifted her hips was enough confirmation as my tip breached her entrance. I thrust slowly,


    breaching my head past her opening. A slight hiss escaped her followed with a groan making me still


    until she pushed back against me.


    It was taking all my willpower not to bury myself in her as I slowly advanced until I waspletely


    sheathed in her confines, allowing her to get used to the sensation and the fullness.


    I rocked back and forth until she told me she wanted more. Only then did I increase my pace, pumping


    deeper, grinding my hips against hers.


    “More, I want more!” I don’t think she knows what she is asking, I would die inside if I hurt her, yet her


    ws scratching down my back told me I was doing anything but hurt her. Yet that didn’t lessen my


    worry. Thest thing she needed was for me to break her again.


    Abbie must have sensed my fear gripping my face as she looked into my eyes, “It’s okay, I trust you.”


    She kissed me passionately as I pumped harder and faster. Her body responded to my thrusts with


    sounds of pleasure. Her muscles contracted, putting a choke hold on my c**k. Abbie was a moaning


    mess as I felt her org**m wash over her, milking my d**k, her body spasming, and her walls clenching


    me tightly as she came undone and cried out.


    I kissed her, swallowing her screams as her org**m washed through her. And it didn’t take long before I


    felt my knot swell. With a groan, I spill myself inside her tight confines, my knot locking us together, her


    walls flutter around me and squeezing me tight as I ride it out, and my lips go to hers.


    We bothy there breathless, I rolled her with me, cing her on top waiting for my knot to go down. I


    brushed the hair from her eyes, “Don’t move, Love. I knotted you and need you to stay still while it goes


    down.” Abbie’s eyelids became heavy as she nodded in response. I held her against my chest, closing


    my own eyes as I felt her temperature start dropping as her heat abated.


    I wasn’t sure how much time had passed. My knot had gone down, allowing me to slide out of her. Abbie


    stirred, and her scent red up again.


    This was the difference between she-wolves and Lycans. Their heat couldst from hours to days,


    whereas Lycan females only need a knot to make their heat die down. Abbie groans, rocking her hips


    against me, her teeth grazing down my chest as her ws rake down my sides.


    She purrs, licking and nipping my skin, and I grip her hips, lifting her back onto my c**k, this time letting


    her do as she pleased while she followed her instincts while she was in the throes of her heat.


    Time passed, and I lost track of it as her heatsted longer than even I expected. Yet when it finally


    stopped, we were both exhausted, and my body felt heavy as we both fell asleep. However, the rest we


    weren’t granted when I heard the mind link open.


    “All guards look out for Tyson, Gannon, and Abbie’s son,” Kyson yells across the link, which has me


    sitting upright.


    “What about Tyson?” | boomed through the link. Yet Dustin was the one who answered, and Abbie was


    already out of bed with renewed energy, and so was I, as fear and panic coursed through us. My


    adrenaline was pumping as Dustin exined what was happening.


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    Azalea POV


    “He isn’t inside in the kitchens orundry. I checked the cer too,” Tandi calls out as we search for


    Tyson.


    “I just don’t get why he would run off,” I tell her as she reaches me.


    “We’ll find him. He couldn’t have got far,” Tandi tells me, looking around. The storm had really picked up.


    The clouds closed in and took the light with it as thunder boomed loudly and lightning streaked the sky


    with shes of streaking light.


    “He was right here, though. He was right here, tugging at my shirt, looking at them ..”


    “The ducks!” | blurt, my eyes going to the stables. The ducks were no longer on the little hill above the


    stables, and my heart fluttered in my chest.


    “Theke!” | shrieked in panic as I took off toward the stables. I rush to the narrow path and look down


    toward theke and small pier. I couldn’t see him anywhere when Tandi nudged me.


    “There!” she says, pointing toward the stables where the ducks were huddled outside the stable doors.


    My eyes widen, and I take off down the path toward the stables. The wind


    whips my hair around my face as I reach the bottom just as thunder rumbles across the sky. Followed by


    the loud crack of lightning.


    The duck’s squawk and quack, pping their wings as I step through them. I rushed into the stables,


    almost slipping, catching myself on the stable door as I turned and peered inside. Relief floods me when


    I see Tyson chasing a baby duck between the stalls. He had it cornered and was trying to coax it out with


    a piece of straw.


    “Tyson!” I breathe in relief, clutching my chest. My heart was racing so hard that I thought I would have a


    heart attack. At the sound of his name, he looks over his shoulder. “Du, Du,” he cackles withughter.


    “Yes, duck, duck,” I chuckle as Tandi walks in behind me.


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    “There you are, little man. Gave us a fright,” she says as I scoop him up off the filthy floor. The horses


    were spooked and carrying on. Hay was blowing around the stables from the open doors, making the


    wind whistle loudly.


    “Come on, we should get back before this storm hits. I don’t think it will be long before the rains pelt


    down,” Tandi says as the wind chimes and buckets ng noisily and the rafter creak, the tin roof


    groaning under the wind; the horse’s hooves on the floor are loud as we make our way back out.


    “Du, Du,” Tyson says, squirming in my arms, wanting to catch the petrified baby duck.


    “No, we can yter. Don’t you want to see mummy?” I ask him when we hear a bang.


    “Help!” | stop looking back into the stables at the spooked horses.


    “Did you hear that?” I ask Tandi. She looks around but shakes her head, and we head toward the doors.


    “Help!” I hear the sound of choking coughs as we draw nearer to thest stall before the doors. I stop


    looking at the spooked horse inside.


    “I heard that!” Tandi says before we hear the loud banging noise thump again. The horse jumps and


    goes up on its back legs, knocking some bales of hay down that were stacked on top of each other in


    there with the horse, which I thought was a little odd.


    “Help!”es a croaked voice again before rapid, loud coughing.


    “Tanner?” I call out as Tandi opens the gate of the stall. The horse rushes past, and we barely jump back


    in time as it barges out of the stables taking off into the storm.


    “Damn it!” Tandi curses as she tries to stop it.


    “One of the guards will grab her,” I tell her.


    “Down here!”es a barking cough, and Tandi turns to look at the floor and the giant floor-to-ceiling


    stack of hay that covers the entire rear wall.


    “Tanner? Is that you?” I yell out.


    “Who is Tanner?” Tandi asks, kicking the hay around to see if he has fallen over in the ruined stall.


    “The gardener and one of the stable hands,” I tell her when the coughing gets louder, and Tandi looks


    behind the bales of hay on the far wall of the stall when she steps on something hollow. She stomps her


    foot down, and I peer into the stall.


    She bends down and sweeps her hand across the floor.


    “Down here,”es the barking noise again, and Tandi sweeps her hand furiously. “Larkin?” she yells,


    and I ce Tyson down to help her.


    “We can’t find him! Where did you go, Azalea?” Trey calls through the mind link.


    “We found him,” I quickly tell him, having forgotten with all the noise and bing distracted. I gasped


    when Tandi hit a handle and looked at me. “Is that a trapdoor?” | whisper to her, forgetting about Trey in


    my head.


    Tandi pulls on it, but it doesn’t budge. “Here, help me,” she groans, and I grab the other handle, and


    together we rip it open. I fall on my a**s, tripping over one of the fallen hay bales. Tandi jumps back as it


    flings open.


    “Ah, thank god!”es the croaky voice of Larkin.


    “Larkin?” Tandi says, peering down into the trapdoor. I get to my hands and knees and peek into the


    trapdoor, finding blue and purple lights. Larkin was tied to a chair that had fallen over. All around him


    were rows and rows of potted nts beneath the lights on tables. I sniff the air.


    “Wolfsbane!” I whisper. My eyes widen at what I see, and I open the mind-link to report to Trey, Liam, and


    Dustin.


    “Trey, we found ..” when I see darkness. Pain rattled across my head, and it was like everything slowed


    down.


    One second I was peering into the trapdoor. The next, I was on the ground, my eyes zoned out as my


    head hit the floor, when a shovel nged loudly next to my head.


    My ears rang loudly, and I could feel the trickle of blood slowly sliver into my vision as it dripped from


    where I was hit.


    Tyson, I could vaguely hear, was screaming, yet despite being near me, his voice sounded distant. I tried


    to make sense of what happened before Tandi yelled, and I blinked, fighting to stay conscious, when she


    was shoved into the trapdoor and mmed the lid shut.


    “Just like that bitch Marissa! Just gotta stick ya nose where it doesn’t belong!” I hear an angry voice. The


    mind link opens, and thest thing I hear is Kyson’s panicked voice when Tanner grabs the scruff of my


    shirt, fi****ng it below my chin as he lifts me before I see his fist fly toward my face, and darkness


    swallows me.


    I swallowed, my tongue feeling thick in my mouth, and my arms hung limply by my head. I turn my head,


    looking around to find myself upside down over Tanner’s shoulder, and we are deep within the woods.


    The mind link was going crazy when I heard shouting in the distance and smelled the smoke from a fire


    somewhere.


    The stables are on fire, and I hear people shouting. Tanner curses and mutters, trudging through the


    woods, and I remain silent when I hear his phone ringing.


    “Kyson!” I murmur through the mind-link, barely able to hold a conscious thought. My head was pounding


    like a drum, my skinced in goosebumps from the dropping temperature.


    “Where are you, Azzy?” he rushes out.


    “Woods. Tanner.” I murmured. My consciousness waned, and I felt queasy and so heavy as I swayed


    with each step he took.


    “What else did you expect me to do? Just meet me at the tunnels! The n can still go ahead! The


    hunters are already on their way. This changes nothing!” I hear Tanner yell at someone on the phone


    before darkness sweeps over me once again.