Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Chapter 3

I can feel Leslie's heated stare as I blink at Merikh trying to keep my fear at bay. With his lighthearted teasing I had almostten who I mated myself too but I see his true nature in his eyes now. The feral Alpha of

II who commands respect wherever he goes. I understand his reaction to me looking at Grady. I am his Luna, as he keeps saying. Looking at another man longingly is a slap to his face.

"I understand Alpha," I bow my head to him, trying to figure out how to do this Luna thing.

"Alpha Merikh," a man says, stepping up and whispering in his ear. He is slightly shorter than Merikh and his red hair highlights his pale face and little freckles. He looks much friendlier than his alpha.

"Colette, excuse me for just a moment," Merikh whispers in a low voice, stepping a few feet away from me to have a heated conversation with the redhead.

It takes Leslie a whole two seconds before she swoops in for another verbal assault.

"I can't believe you would be such a backstabbing cunt," she hisses, while offering smiles to those who pass and offering congratulations to me.

"I did nothing wrong," I insist, finding a little inner strength when I catch Merikh looking in my direction with curiosity in my eyes.

"If I had known he wasn't an ugly disfigured alpha, I would never have slept around so much." She mutters to herself with an irritated groan. I furrow my brows, trying to process everything she is saying. "I thought you said you were only sleeping with Grady?" I ask, my voice breaking at the mention of his name. Leslie rolls her eyes and scoffs.

"That doesn't matter. What matters is, you stole what was mine the second you found out he was attractive."

"He chose me," I tell her, shocked. Her head falls back as she laughs loudly, her sardonic tune echoing back at us.

"No one would willingly choose you. Are you that idiotic? You are a weak, simpering sorry excuse for a werewolf. You have only successfully shifted like what? Twice in three

years?" She crosses her arms over her chest waiting for an answer and embarrassment stains my face.

Leslie is right. Merikh wouldn't have accepted me if he knew my wolf hardly ever comes forward when

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beckoned. But then again I tried to tell him, so did Alpha Bentley, but he insisted he wanted me.

"Why would you even want him now?" I ask "You are pregnant with Grady's pup. Is he not good enough now?"

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"Of course he isn't." She scoffs, throwing her hands up in exasperation. "I never wanted Grady. I just knew your wanted him, so I figured why not fuck him? It was enough knowing I was destroying your preciou choose someone more powerful? This is about you, Colette, always needing a reminder of where you belong. In the dirt, at my feet," she growls out as she lunges

at

t me.

Her hand tangles in my hair as I gasp and clutch her wrist, trying to keep her from tossing me around. She

grunts in pain, her b*dy going slack and her eyes growing wide as I look up to see Merikh with his hand squeezing her

throat.

"Release my Luna. Now." He whispers menacingly.

does, he steps away from

and kicks the back of her knees, sending

growls, squatting beside her, murder in

hand coming

shrieks, looking around for someone to save her but the hall has emptied, everyone rushing to the dining area for

a shockwave down my spine. "I was patient. I afforded you more slanderous words than you deserved because of the treaty that was just established between our packs, but now...now you are bordering on declaring a

just joking with her," Leslie stutters, her eyes filling with fear as she looks

mate, pondering what it will be like living with him. He seems

and volatile

going to do with her?" I ask him,

would you like us to do with her? She has offended you too

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we are from, that is

drops to my feet, blood leaching from my face as I swallow the dryness. Death? He wants to kill her? Leslie sobs, her hands

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My mind swirls,

that is growing inside Leslie's womb. I shake my head, pleading, and he seems to frown. "She is pregnant," I whisper, and

is the father of the unborn child?" He asks

says on a whimper, a

possibility of Grady being the father and she isn't even sure. I feel my world spin and a hand wraps around me, steadying me

to him as he

here and keep her and Grady away

Leslie's quiet sobbing grow to silence as Merikh spins me to face

Colette. This will be the one and only time I will allow you to mourn the loss of your

the broken mate bond gives me a month," I whisper to his chest, my eyes

find your second chance mate, yes. But you

are very different, yet set in stone. If you wish to cry, do so now

understand?"

as his gaze finds mine and it feels like the air is ripped from the

devastatingly handsome, even without being fated to him. My insides feel like jelly. Merikh's fingers tickle the line of my jaw and little sparks blossom on my skin, making me shiver. I must make a sound a "See, the bond is already sparking to life." He murmurs. "Now, let us go to the feast. We are

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dance while others eat their fill and I

me. After

our new treaty, but my new Luna and I are eager for

grow red with the implications behind his words. He pulls me up as a chant

meaning is there as their glazed eyes watch us with merry

as he swoops down and steals a chaste k*ss from my. lips. My first k*ss. My eyes nearly pop from my face in shock and he looks satisfied.

heavily. I feel sick, like

spin on its axis as he brushes the hair gently from my face, his eyes

tenderly, he presses his soft lips to mine. My hands

and his tongue traces over my lips before closing and coming back more. forcefully. I hear nothing as I get lost in the k*ss, my b*dy responding in ways it only ever has f Just as quickly as this k*ss came on, he is tearing away from me and raising his arm, cheering like a wild man. I look for his eyes to find me again, trying to find a comfort there that maybe this was more than s

me. My mouth goes dry when he undoes the top button, and I clench my fingers into a fist. I'm his certain expectations. The kind I have never experienced before. I glance away, my

fingers move deftly down his button-up shirt. I gulp, the mate bond we created drawing me towards him.

feel those sparks we

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