Mated To The King’s Gamma By Jessica Hall

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 blanket. “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 overlapped, 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 the last 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 the last 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 dilating. 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 too late. A snarl escapes me making her jump. The last 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 was coming 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 la canch around my finger, and I withdraw it slowly before adding another, stretching 1.21

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

My c**k was becoming panfully hard the longer i tried to delay the inevitable Abbie sucked and licked my lops and neck Her clawa 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 was completely 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 claws scratching down my back told me I was doing anything but hurt her. Yet that didn’t lessen my worry. The last 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 both lay there breathless, I rolled her with me, placing 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 flared up again.

This was the difference between she-wolves and Lycans. Their heat could last 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 claws 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 heat lasted 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 explained what was happening.

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Azalea POV

“He isn’t inside in the kitchens or laundry. I checked the cellar 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 flashes of streaking light.

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“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.

“The lake!” | shrieked in panic as I took off toward the stables. I rush to the narrow path and look down toward the lake 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, flapping 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 with laughter.

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

“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 clang 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 play later. 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 the last 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!” comes 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!” comes 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,” comes the barking noise again, and Tandi sweeps her hand furiously. “Larkin?” she yells, and I place 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 becoming 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!” comes 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 plants 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 clanged 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 slammed 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 the last 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 skin laced 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 plan 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.