Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Chapter 70

Merikh scoffs, looking away from me angrily, his jaw clenching. I look up at Caspian, who looks between my mate and me with a somber look on his face. It’s obvious he thinks I should go with him, but that doesn’t mean he enjoys the turmoil it brings me.

“So you aren’t coming home with me, then?” Merikh asks, trying hard to control his words and the anger behind them.

“No, that is not what I am saying, either.” I sigh, closing my eyes for a moment before I inhale and meet his fiery gaze. I can see the hurt on his face, feel his confusion through the mate bond.

“Then what do you want?” he asks. His voice has shifted, no longer filled with anger. Instead, it is soft, resolved, as he waits for my answer.

“I want to be able to make the decision on my own.” I tell him, and he shakes his head in disbelief.

“We are mates. We are a team.” He tells me. “We decide together

“Yet you made the decision that we leave tonight without telling me until right now. You made the decision for me with no regard for what I might need or want.” I tell him.

“This is not the time for this conversation.” He mutters, pacing away from me and toward the door.

“When is the time for it?” I ask him. “Because we hardly discussed it last night.”

We discussed it.” He shoots back. I roll my eyes.

“No. You told me what I was doing, and I told you we would discuss it in the morning.”

He scowls at me. “You actually said we would fight about it in the morning,” he reminds me.

“And here we are,

fighting about it.” I shrug, standing

“Perhaps you two should discuss this after we are done here.” Caspian says and I look at him, a little shocked. I had forgotten where we were.

“Was there something other than who I am going with that we need to discuss?” I ask Caspian, and he nods.

“Fine.” Merikh grits out, but he refuses to look at me. He throws up a barrier through our bond and I frown to myself. I’m suddenly not all that excited to be alone with him later.

“Once we all go our separate ways, it will be difficult to communicate.” He says as he wanders over to his desk and he pulls

out a box.

is that?” I ask him. Caspian pads over to me, holding the box out as I take it

down as I pull the top from the box. I lift the sleek black cell phone from the box, looking up at him, a little shocked to see he would have a human

“How do you expect to use this in

place a siren in human form to watch the phone for news

do realize these devices require service to work?” I ask Caspian,

been taken care of. Everyone’s numbers have already been added as well and there is a charger

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I say, nodding and he meets my eyes. “If you just wish to speak with me or ask me a question,

will retrieve

This whole having a dad who wants to be a part of my life now feels strange. But it’s pleasant. Nice to not be the last

him and he smiles, the joy in his eyes telling me he wants me to call, that he hopes I will do

and I

Caspian, who slaps him on

now. Caspian says, giving me a smile. Merikh guides me to the door, the cellphone clutched to my chest as we make our

minute and I look up at him, watching as

have a conversation we need to finish first,” he says, his words

looking forward to continuing the conversation I know we need to have. There is so much emotion, so much panic in what will happen and what I might say in

I am considering going with my father.” I say with a

walks toward our room. He pushes the door open and swings me into it, slamming the door behind us as he backs me into the wall. I square my shoulder, not afraid of him, and then I see the sheer terror in

wall does nothing to stop the heat burning through me as he

I am going yet,” I remind him and he

you just don’t seem to understand it. You aren’t my other half, Colette. You are all of me. I need

nuzzles

feel the same way,”

murmurs, his lips finding my ear as he whispers against

my eyes falling closed. “Merikh, I need to be

tender of kisses on my

on you,” he whispers in warning. “I do not want to be controlling or

a raging frenzy of frustration as I scoff and walk past him further into the room. “You have made every decision for me since the moment I have

that *itch, Leslie, Willingly, if you recall.” He

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