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?”

it would be easy, but with the Fae if it is Lily’s doing, then I need things from nature. They

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

hear me somewhere

from Percy, leaving 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

is. I rest my hand on the door, pausing when it opens slightly but stops. I can hear voices, that of my biological father and

would be safer” 1 hear my father

I not prove that?” Merikh growls lowly.

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what is being said as clearly as I can with my enhanced hearing. Had he known this

earlier?

skills. She has potential to be both a skilled siren and werewolf if we let her embrace both

my sight.” Merikh says, his voice laced with pain. “She is

even first consulting me? Would Merikh even tell me if he didn’t know I overheard him? I

shove the door open. and enter the room pretending like I had heard not a word they were discussing.

to Percy,” I say, looking between them, then I scan the room, trying to find Elm. “Where is

a moment.” Merikh says, his face flushed as he sits with his hands on his knees, leaning forward,

might have gone crazy and I roll my eyes. “You are injured, Merikh. You need to heal and pushing yourself will only make it take longer.”

have to say?” Merikh asks, conveniently

flower” I say, motioning to Brent, who produces the paper and hands it to Merikh. His brows knit

lily?” He asks, looking up, and Brent nods.

“Yes.”

Caspian curses under his breath. Merikh looks at him, concern spreading over his

knows, do you?” He

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

we?” Brent asks cautiously. My brows shoot to my hairline in alarm and I look around at the three men who look uneasy

through a fight

felt genuine every time we spoke, like there was an understanding of trust between us.

i

ditching who?” He asks, coming

my instincts right, at least this time anyway. “But we do have to talk with you.” He nods, looking around the room, a single eyebrow arching as he releases a deep breath. Then He walks

delay it.” He announces, and I look at Brent, waiting for him to speak. After a moment he doesn’t and I sigh, taking the drawing from my