Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Chapter 62

“What does a lily mean?” I ask him as I grab Percy some water from the nightstand, hoping I can get him to drink something. “And why would that be something that concerns Elm?”

“Elm calls his mate his lily. His queen. It is the name everyone calls her now.” Brent says.

I spin to look at him, taken aback by his response, then my nose crinkles in thought.

“But how would Percy know that?” I ask him. “He is as new to this council stuff as I am. I doubt he has met her before.”

Brent looks at the small paper still on Percy’s lap as Percy stares out the window as if in longing. A frown tugs at Brent’s lips as he lets out a heavy sigh

“I don’t know. But I do know that the second Elm sees this, he will be alarmed.”

“You can’t really think that Elm’s own mate has something to do with…”

Until recently, I really didn’t think hybrids could exist either, and yet here one stands in the flesh next to me.” He gives me a soft smile.

I move toward Percy, sitting on the bed next to him. My hand reaches out, gently grabbing his to get his attention, but it’s like: trying to get the attention of a hollow log.

Percy, you need to drink something.” I say softly, shaking his hand slightly.

“He won’t drink it.” Brent reminds me.

“But he responded to me, demanding he draw something.” I remind him and he shakes his head like I’m not understanding something.

“Your Luna command worked because it appealed to the gamma in him. His job is to protect you. It is what he is programmed to do. He can only fight so much, he won’t waste the energy listening to the demand to drink water.”

“I can’t just let him waste away and die because some asshole possessed him and left him like this.” I grit out fighting back

tears.

“I know he is your gamma and you have a special bond, but we need to inform the others. If it is Lily, then Elm needs to know. he is being betrayed and act accordingly.”

“I thought you were going to try to break the curse, or whatever it is. At least try to make it better?”

then I need things from nature. They tie

at Percy once more, reaching out and turning his face so his empty eyes are trained on me. He is just a shell of who he is. The light gone from his eyes and his skin pale and sunken

I whisper to him, hoping he can hear me somewhere in his void

him looking like this when he has done nothing but put himself on the line. I want nothing more than to return the favor and protect him back, but I can’t do anything until we break this freaking link between him and the asshole who has their claws in

move in silence back to the room where Merikh is. I rest my hand on the door, pausing when it opens slightly but

Colette would be safer” 1

safe with me. Did I not prove that?” Merikh

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confusion, looking up at Brent, who clearly can’t hear what is being said as clearly as I can with my enhanced hearing. Had he known this was my father’s plan to ask me to go with

earlier?

are injured, how long will it be until you can protect her again? Colette should be working to hone her skills. She has potential to be both a skilled siren and werewolf

laced with pain. “She is my mate. Mine to protect

that concern me without even first consulting me? Would Merikh even tell me if he didn’t know I overheard him? I remove my hand, taking a

as I push back my frustrations and annoyance before I shove the door open. and enter the room pretending like I had heard not a word

say, looking between them, then I scan the room, trying to find

a moment.” Merikh says, his face flushed as

disappointment on thick. He looks at me like I might have gone crazy and I roll my eyes. “You are injured, Merikh. You need to heal and pushing yourself will

did Percy have to say?” Merikh asks, conveniently changing

he drew a picture of a flower” I say, motioning to Brent, who produces the paper and hands it to Merikh. His brows knit together

a lily?” He asks, looking up, and

“Yes.”

breath. Merikh looks

don’t think Elm knows, do you?” He

hell knows these days? One moment I trust everyone and the next I am getting stabbed in the back.” He throws

My brows shoot to my hairline in alarm and I look around at

respond. “No. He wouldn’t have stayed through a fight like that

we spoke, like there was an understanding of trust between us. He is

i

asks,

looking around the room, a single eyebrow arching as he releases a deep breath. Then He walks over and takes a seat on the edge of Merikh’s bed near Merikh where he sits on

doesn’t and I sigh, taking the drawing from my father’s hands and placing it nearly in his. He frowns at it before looking it over.