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.

that?” I ask him. Caspian pads over to me, holding the

chest brushing my shoulder as he leans close looking 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

phone?” Merikh says quizzically. “How do you expect to use

will place a siren in human form

do realize these devices require service to work?” I ask Caspian, and he frowns at

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

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Chapter 70

to speak with me or ask me

will

part of my life now feels strange. But it’s pleasant. Nice to not

will probably have lots of questions.” I tell him and he smiles, the joy in his eyes telling me he wants me to call, that he hopes I will do

Merikh asks, breaking the tender father daughter moment and I frown at him. He looks away and exhales before he looks

He tells Caspian, who slaps him on

guides me to the door, the cellphone clutched to my chest as we make our way down

says nothing for a minute and I look up at him, watching as he glares forward and then turns

we need to finish first,” he says, his words

have. There is so much emotion, so much

isn’t much left to say. I am considering going with my father.” I say with a shrug, trying

takes my hand as he 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

nothing to stop the heat burning through me as he pleads. He rests his forearms on either side of me, boxing me in as I tilt my chin up to look

haven’t said I am going yet,” I remind him and

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

breaks as he nuzzles

feel the same way,”

then you are staying with me,” he murmurs, his lips finding my ear as he whispers against

eyes falling closed. “Merikh, I need to be allowed to think about this.

most tender

want to be controlling or

scoff and walk past him further into the

chose to mate with me in place of that *itch, Leslie, Willingly,

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