His Lost Lycan Luna (Jessica Hall) novel Chapter 71

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 71 – It took me a good few minutes to spot him kneeling behind a huge headstone. Wandering over to him, he looked up when my shadow cast over him.

“Ivy, I mean my Queen,” he said, baring his neck to me.

“Ivy is fine,” I tell him, and he lets out a breath.

“So can I help you with something?” he asked, and I shrugged, looking down at what he was doing. He was scrubbing and cleaning the headstones and removing the d**d flowers.

“Want some help?” I asked, and he chewed his lip before peering over the headstone and glancing at the castle. “Are you allowed?” He whispered, and I peered back over at the castle.

“Yes, I don’t see why not,” I shrugged.

“Well, I am nearly done with this row. If you grab another bucket and brush, you’ll also need a polishing rag,” he said, showing me his tucked into his belt. Nodding, I turned and walked back toward the castle.

“In the laundry room, Ivy,” he called, and I nodded, going in search of the cleaning supplies.

Retrieving what I needed, I earned a few strange stares from those working in the laundry, but they said nothing or questioned me as I slipped back out with everything. Making my way back to Peter, he was in the next row and stood up, coming over to me.

“Where do you want me?” I asked him, and he looked around.

“Um, well, you could start in the middle. Those are pretty old though and require more scrubbing, or there is the servant’s cemetery over there,” he said, pointing closest to the forest and castle. “Or the hunters and rebels’ victims are the ones nearest the river.” He says before looking at me.

“Hunters and rebels victims?”

“Yes, most of those k****d by rebel leaders Marrissa and Darclay, Marissa was a rogue werewolf she k****d the King’s sister and that um, the royal family, they live, yeah I don’t know hours out that-away, he said, pointing toward the forest.

“Darclay, was the human head hunter that recruited her,” Peter rambled on to say, yet I was still stuck at the mention of my mother’s name. Did Peter not know why the King kicked me out of the castle?

I was caught off guard by his growl, and I forgot entirely that I hadn’t checked in with Clarice. Looking around, I noticed it was almost dark outside.

Taking the scrub brush from my hands, he snarled, “D**n it, lvy, look at your hands.”. I snatched it back from turning back to the grave; if I could just clean them all, it would undo it. My mind was consumed with what she had done; I didn’t know what else to do, didn’t know how to take it back.

The King snarled, snatching the scrubbing brush and tossing it in the bucket. The water splashed against me, and I could see guards coming in our direction.

“You didn’t check-in; Clarice is now in trouble for covering for you. Why are you out here? You disobeyed me,” he snapped before bending down and gripping my arms. He shook me. Though my eyes stared blankly. Couldn’t he see the blood on my hands? What she did? How it tainted me, l needed it off. Needed to erase it, erase her. She didn’t deserve to be remembered, not after what she did. She was an imposter. The woman who raised me was a monster; I was the monster she gave life to.

“You’re sunburned; your skin is blistered,” he hissed. Trying to drag me toward the castle, I thrashed, yanking out of his grip. “Ivy!” he snapped, reaching for me as I grabbed the scrubbing brush. I could take it back; it would go away. I just needed to clean them. His hand gripped my arm, and the growl that left me made him and everyone near me freeze.

“Ivy?” Kyson whispered, and I looked up at him.

“She k****d them. I loved her, and she k****d them. How could she love me and k**l them?” I cried. All the hurt from the years of torture made so much sense now. It was punishment for being hers. Karma came back and took vengeance on Abbie and me. Everything that Abbie endured. I endured was because of what she did because I was the monster created by a serial k****r. And all because I loved her when she deserved love. I loved a monster, and I called her mum.