Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Chapter 32

"Merikh

POV

"Okay, what do you have to tell me?" Colette asks. She turns her body to face me, a look of worry on her brow as he tilts her head and prepares herself.

The only problem is I don't know that this the right time to tell her. To explain to her that the whole reason she is here with me is entirely because she is the one and only hybrid to ever exist.

My choosing Leslie as a mate was no coincidence. I had every intention of leaving her before the ceremony and kidnapping Colette if need be. Fate clearly had other plans, but the fact remains. Colette is my proof that the only ever hybrid was saved by my family. Not only is she that hybrid, but the only child of Caspian.

She takes my hand, turning it over so my palm is facing up, and then she gently lifts it, pressing it to her lips. There's no fighting the shiver that runs through me, the desire that has been there and doesn't seem to go away rages against my barriers. I have thrown up time and time again to protect myself.

"You can tell me later, if it's easier." She whispers. "You seem exhausted and tomorrow you have the second meeting."

I stare at this timid, beautiful woman and my heart aches. Guilt riddles me, every day wreaking havoc on my heart and in my mind and my lycan...my lycan fights me tooth and nail to claim what is ours, what we have hidden away to keep us in check. I want to speak to her, to tell her everything, but trust is as elusive as fucking smoke.

The moon goddess has failed me once before. And though I punished myself for my part in everything, the way I turned a blind eye to Lauren's misgivings in the name of the mate bond. I don't think I can trust the moon goddess again, and that makes it impossible to know if I can trust in Colette the way I yearn to.

"I-"I try to speak but I say nothing, only staring at her, hating myself more with every passing second because I am weak. So fucking weak and though I tricked her into the oath, even though I don't deserve her.

I crave her. My soul begs to be one with hers, constantly fighting me, tearing at my conscience. Shit. I don't know what to do with her anymore. Shit, I know I have to tell her something. I can't just hide from he forever like I have for the last week.

"I am ready to hear what you have to say about Grady-1 offer, swallowing roughly as I allow her to play with my hand before entwining our fingers. She watches me closely, assessing my response, waiting for me to pull away from her like I always do.

"Are you sure?" she whispers, making sure her eyes meet mine, trying to pull the truth from inside of me.

"Yes," I nod...

or get mad." She says, again waiting for me

looks skeptical. Colette sucks in a deep breath and then

sneak me food, and comfort me when I would cry. I had a crush on him, no...I loved him. She pauses to look at me as I fight my anger, every bit of jealousy in my body looks

assure her through gritted teeth. I notice a small smile tugging at her lips,

around with girls and stuff, but when he slept with Leslie, it hurt the most because she always took such joy in causing me pain. I wanted nothing to do with him after he rejected me. It was still so fresh when I agreed to

wrong of me," I admit. "I see

are second chance mates like you

THE

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I state firmly, and she

words are brutal and blunt, but it's what

and fighting my nature to argue back, to make a point or to

damn hard and knowing about your past...it let me see you in a different light. I can be patient, Merikh. But it won't change my mind. I chose you and our pack. I chose you the day of our mating ceremony and I chose you over Grady and even now I'm choosing you again even when you make me so angry

cry.

in there, but all I can do is feel it. She has not tried to run from me, even when I reveal

I was with Lauren, I felt drawn to her because of the bond. It was only the bond, but with Colette it is different. My heart is nearly bursting and it feels lik I am going to burn up just sitting here. "I love you" My eyes shoot up in shock. The words tumbling from my

eyes grow misty and she searches my face for the lie, one I realize she won't find because damn it, somehow between my lack of trust and my temper tantrums and secrets, I feel

of her patience, her kindness and how gentle she is, and that

thin, my cheeks warm as I grow embarrassed with every passing second she stares at me. Then she stands, moving in front of me. Colette

I did not kiss him back. Ask me, ask me to tell you the

have control of it. I slide my arms around her back, pulling her as close to

her mouth parting as she hums in delight. I seize the moment, mingling my tongue with hers

butterflies turning into a tumultuous

of passion, it's one for survival, one to hide in, as I push everything that should keep us apart to the

the hunger that rises low in me, and she rolls her hips into my body. She rises on her tiptoes, trying to better reach me, so I reach down, cupping her upper thighs as I drag her up my body, showing her what she has done with