A Luna for the Lycan King novel Chapter 52

Chapter 52

“It’s a message.” I watched as Finn reached down to inspect the blood–stained cloth wrapped around something small. “Looks like a vampire left the message for him.” I watched as he analyzed the area, putting a picture together.

I stared at the cloth. That was Alfred’s blood, and it was clearly a message for me. Did he spill his own blood, or did something happen? I watched as Finn carefully unwrapped the cloth to reveal a small wooden box. Carefully, he undid the latch, flipping the lid open. There was a letter in there. I could see what was written on the outside clearly… it was my name.

I felt Ivan’s grip on my shoulder tighten as Finn looked at me.

“It’s her letter, Ivan. We don’t have a right to refuse for her to read it, if that’s what she wants.”

I stepped away from Ivan, taking the letter from Finn’s hand. Slowly, I broke the seal and unfolded the paper, scanning the

contents.

Allissa, there is so much that I want to talk to you about, but I can’t think or focus. What have you done? You gave yourself to another man. Were you forced? Was this your punish in my place? I couldn’t focus after the first wave of pain…. knew what was happening. But then it kept coming… wave after wave. You’ve driven me to madness. My beast has become dangerous and feral. And that last strand we held onto was the

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I’ve left Ivy. What happened with her was madness. I couldn’t control my lycan. You don’t understand what it’s like to refuse your mate. I had you, and I wanted to be loyal to you, but I couldn’t control the blinding lust of it all. Ivy would never have been a good luna, not like you. I’m broken about the loss of our pup. I know it’s all my fault and then I just collapsed inside. I didn’t care to stop myself, and I didn’t try. I allowed myself to be led astray just to feel again. I’m still lost, but I know what I need. It’s you, Issa. I’m taking you back where you belong. Even if we can’t go back to our pack, we will start fresh somewhere else.

Remember, you belong to me. That was the agreement. You don’t have a choice in the matter. I don’t care if the Lycan King has claimed you. I’m taking you back. Wait for me.

Alfie

I felt my breathing pick up in anger. He couldn’t control himself? Fuck that! Maybe I could see an accident happening once. We are animals, after all, but what led to my miscarriage wasn’t just one time. It was several, and what I thought was just the beginning phases of my miscarriage. But no … it was him taking Ivy like a rabbit for two days straight.

He could feel the pain from me and Darren? Good! I shoute have made Darren wait to mark me so I could make him fec it even more. No matter how bad the pain was for him, it was nothing like it was for me. I was blind and naive … I had no idea. At least he knew what was going on, and that is satisfying.

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So, Ivy was his fated mate? Or so he claimed. Still, he shouldn’t have taken me as his mate if he couldn’t control himself. What was he thinking? We would all just live together in glorious harmony? We would all share a bed with him sandwiched in between? Fuck him!

Then the bastard decided to remind me of the damn agreement. You mean the one he didn’t honor first?! How dare he tell me I don’t have a choice! I felt my arms trembling as I clenched my cheeks. I would shred him apart. My feelings had changed so much since I met Darren. I was completely his. I wouldn’t be touched by another male. And telling me that I belonged to them had me ready to kill. I only belonged to Darren.

Yes, Alfred … I’ll wait for you. But it won’t be in the way you think. You will pay for your crimes against the kingdom and for what you did to me. When he left that day, he didn’t know what would happen to me. He most likely thought I would be killed. Yeah, sounds like someone who was deeply devoted to me.

The fact is that I am alive and he can’t stand the idea that Darren has claimed me. It makes him think he really lost a treasure. Like a child who didn’t appreciate his toy until another kid took it. Now he wants it back because he sees how much it is treasured by someone else.

If Alfred wasn’t with Ivy, then was he the one with contacts in the vampire territory? It was a vampire who delivered the letter. What did this mean? Was he really not with Ivy, or was it some story to try to pull at my heartstrings?

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Suddenly, the letter was plucked out of my hands by Ivan..

My head snapped up in surprise as I looked at him, taking in the creases that appeared between his furrowed brows. His expression was intense, as he scanned over the contents.

“What did it say?” Finn asked quietly, moving next to me.

“You can read it next, but basically it says a lot of shit.” I snorted, clenching my fingers into fists. Ivan handed Finn the letter then looked at me. He seemed to be studying me.

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“I know he hasn’t been seen with Ivy, but this would mean he also has a contact within the vampires.” Ivan’s eyes were grilling into mine.

“And if he has left Ivy?”

I scoffed. “Ivan, no offense, but fuck you and fuck him. Did you read that letter? He is responsible for the miscarriage of my pup. He said he couldn’t control himself. Maybe once, but dozens of times before my official miscarriage, and then I lost track because I was in constant pain. I thought it was because I lost the pup that I was hurting so much. I didn’t know about these things. My mother and I traveled and I didn’t attend shifter school. My mother taught me reading, writing, math, some history and basic things about shifters. I didn’t know-“I was livid when Finn placed his hand on my shoulder.

“Maybe your head is stuffed with fluff. Damn Ivan, like she said, fuck you.” Finn moved to the side so that I could see his eyes. They were soft and full of compassion. “I know what it’s like to be betrayed. It’s hell, isn’t it? It makes you doubt everyone

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around you. It’s so hard to trust again. But you’re doing it beautifully. It took me decades to get to where you are. Maybe having my fated mate would have helped me, but I closed myself off. I vanished into the swamps and stayed a recluse. Feeling sorry for myself and licking my wounds. I guess what I’m trying to say is that I’m proud of your strength.”

“I didn’t mean to sound inconsiderate.” I flipped my eyes toward Ivan, who was rubbing the back of his neck. “I just don’t want Darren to get hurt. He is in deep with you is all. Losing you is not something he will ever recover from.”