The Lunar Queen (Lyric and Mason) novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Mason POV

The entire time I was watching them fight, I was on edge, every hit landing heavier than it should, like my body was reacting before my mind could catch up. When she swiped Lyric’s side and she dropped, I had to bite my tongue to keep Kane under control, the

urge to step in almost stronger than the command to stay put.

I glanced over at Summer after the first time she dropped and saw the most sick smile on her face, as if she was getting what she

wanted.

That smile doesn’t sit right. Not at all.

“Hey Hunter, do you think Summer would hurt Lyric?” I ask him.

“I’m not sure, but with the number of she-wolves she scared away from you, I wouldn’t be surprised,” he says.

“Why?” he asks.

“Winter told me yesterday somebody stabbed Lyric with a silver knife at school. I think Summer had something to do with it,” I link

him so nobody hears what I say.

He growls low and menacing.

The sound matches exactly how I feel.

“Calm yourself, beta. Whoever did this will pay, and if Summer is involved in any way, she will suffer for hurting my Luna,” I growl

over the link.

The words come out possessive without hesitation-and I don’t even question it.

When Lyric drops the second time after Savannah hits her in the same spot, my suspicions are confirmed-only someone who knew

about the wound would know to attack her there.

This isn’t coincidence. It’s planned.

When Lyric gets back up and flips her on her back, the pride that swells through me and Kane is like no other.

“Our mate is strong,” he says.

Stronger than she should have to be.

The moment she drops to her knees and I smell her blood, I’m on her.

No hesitation. No thought. Just movement.

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I scoop her up and head straight for the pack hospital.

“Mason, put me down. I can walk,” she says weakly.

“No, you are hurt. I will carry you,” I say, kissing her forehead, the contact automatic, instinctive, like I’ve done it before.

She lays her head on my chest and passes out from blood loss.

The second she goes limp, something inside me tightens hard.

“Doc, heading there with Lyric. Her wound opened,” I link Dr. Grant.

“Got it, alpha. We are ready for her,” she links back.

When we arrive, they already have a stretcher waiting for her. They roll her into a room, and a nurse stops me at the door as I try to

follow them in.

I growl at her.

The sound isn’t controlled this time-it’s sharp, dangerous.

“She is my mate. I am going in there with her,” I snarl in her face.

She bows her head in submission as I release my aura.

It pushes out harder than I intended-but I don’t pull it back.

“We are sorry, alpha. Please come and sit with your mate. Your being close is good for her, but please release us so we can help her,” Dr. Grant grits out.

I pull my aura back in so they can help Lyric.

Reluctantly. Barely.

I stroke her hair while they cut open her shirt to look at her side, forcing myself to stay still while they work on her.

I link Hunter. “Where are you?”

“In the waiting room, Alpha. They won’t let us in the room,” he links back.

“I will be right back,” I tell the doctor and step outside to talk to Hunter.

Winter runs up to me when she sees me, tears in her eyes.

“Is she okay? What did they say?” she asks, grabbing my shirt.

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“They are stitching her back up now,” I say softly to her.

She jerks out of my arms.

“This is all your fault. If you weren’t dating that evil bitch, none of this would have happened,” she yells, walking outside the

hospital.

The words hit but I don’t argue. Because I don’t know if she’s wrong.

Lucas follows her outside.

Our parents run in shortly after.

“Mason, is Hunter? Is Lyric okay?” Beta Elizabeth asks.

“Yes, she is getting her wound restitched,” I say.

“What wound? What are you talking about?” her mom asks.

“Lyric was stabbed at school with a silver knife, and she told Winter she didn’t know who did it,” I growl out.

“Why didn’t Dr. Grant say anything to us?” Beta Donovan asks.

“I’m not sure, Beta,” I say.

When Dr. Grant finally steps out, Lyric’s mom is on her immediately.

“Why didn’t you tell us our daughter was stabbed with a silver knife?” she growls, eyes flashing to her wolf.

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