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Chapter

Thirteen

A ZALEA

I wake up to Kyson’s leg draped across my waist, and I try to push him off. My bladder is screaming for me to get up and pee, and he is squashing it with his heavy leg. Instead, he rolls into me, crushing me further with his heavy weight. I push at his shoulders when I suddenly stop, everything coming back to me yet I feel no pain.

Kyson moves, lifting his head and yawning, covering his mouth with his hand before rubbing his eyes. I stare up at him, waiting for him to explain what happened after the council came here, but he clearly has other intentions as he leans down, kissing me.

His tongue invades my mouth and I push him away, making him growl, and he hits me with his calling, urging me to submit to him.

“Is Abbie back? What happened with the council? Cassandra? How long have I been asleep?” I ask around his lips which are assaulting mine. He doesn’t answer, too preoccupied with mauling me.

“Kyson!” I growl, grabbing his head.

“Abbie is back, has been for a day now. Council sorted and Cassandra is in the basement,” he mutters nonchalantly, while collecting my wrists in one of his hands. He shoves them above my head awkwardly, his face dipping down to my naked chest.

“So Abbie is safe? What will happen with Kade’s pack, or what’s left of them? And why is Cassandra in the basement still, shouldn’t she be dead?” Kyson doesn’t bother answering, just nips at my flesh.

“That’s it? That’s all you have to say?” I ask angrily when I feel his tongue run over my nipple then sucks on it.

“Hm,” is the only answer I receive which pisses me off.

“Kyson stop!” I snap at him as he pushes his knee between my legs. He growls, rolling off me and sitting up on his elbow while still holding my wrists in his hand.

“Everything is fine, I sorted it. We also have a lead on the rogues. Which is where I am going today,” he tells me.

He palms my breast with his other hand before brushing his thumb over my nipple. I ignore the bond, not reacting to his touch. He sighs, his eyes moving to mine when he twists my nipple making me hiss. He chuckles and I glare at him.

“It is nothing you need to worry about,” he tells me.

“Nothing to worry about? I just got whipped, and your men were knocked out, but I don’t need to worry?” I ask incredulously.

“I said it is sorted, didn’t I?” Kyson asks.

“That doesn’t mean I don’t have questions,” I retort. I have so many questions, like where all the Landeena people came from and why I didn’t know there were so many left from my parents’ kingdom.

Why was the council freaked out at the mention of who I was, also why did Kyson never tell them who I am? It was clear that besides Cassandra, none of them knew I was Azalea the missing Landeena princess.

Kyson growls. leaning down to peck my lips. “I meant what I said, you don’t have to worry,” I growl at him trying to pull my hands from his grip. His grip tightens and he stares down at me.

“Well, aren’t you in a lovely mood this morning,” he says, leaning down and nipping at my lips. I wouldn’t be in a bad mood if he would fucking answer instead of keeping secrets from me.

“Yes, because you aren’t answering my questions! Instead, you are trying to fuck me, now stop it. And let me go! I need to pee,” I snap at him.

Kyson presses his lips in a line and I can feel his anger at me denying him, but he reluctantly lets me go. I quickly rush off to the bathroom.

When I come back out, I find Kyson pulling on some clothes. He does the zip up on his jeans before pulling on a button-down shirt.

I grab some clothes, a black blouse and dark blue jeans. “You’re not coming with me,” he says, looking over at me while buttoning up his shirt.

“Of course not, I am supposed to be seen and not heard, right? Listen but don’t ask questions. Sit and rot in the castle, waiting in the dark for you to feed me any minuscule piece of information,” I snarl at him.

“Azalea, knock it off,” he says, looking at me with darkened eyes.

“I’m coming with you,” I tell him.

“No, you are staying here. Damian, Gannon, and I are only going for a few hours, so spend time with Abbie,” he says, but I ignore him instead, pulling some socks on and reaching for my shoes.

He snatches them off me, suddenly becoming angry. “I said you’re staying here!” Kyson snaps.

I purse my lips, fighting back tears. Why is it that every time I ask a question, he avoids answering or dismisses me? Kyson sighs when I sit back on the bed. He walks over and stops next to me, crouching down in front of me and placing his hands on my knees.

“I need to go check out Kade’s pack for information regarding the missing rogues, those women we found, Abbie identified from her time there. When I get back you can ask your questions.”

“But will you answer them?” I ask. He drops his head.

“There are some things that are safer if you don’t know.”

“Bullshit!” I tell him and his grip on my knees tightens. He clenches his jaw and presses his lips in a line.

“Why did the council freak out when they heard who I was?” I ask, and he looks at me.

“When I get back, not now. I am busy, and I don’t want to argue. I nearly just lost you for goodness’ sake, let me sort some things out, and then when it’s safe, I will explain.”

I shake my head and chew the inside of my lip.

“You’re the King, you’re always busy! Yet not too busy when you want something!” I snap at him.

“Azalea, enough. We will talk when I get back,” he says, standing up and kissing my forehead. Kyson then walks out.