Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Chapter 73

“Colette

“How far ahead of us do you think they are?” Penny asks, tugging the bag further up on her shoulder.

I pause, looking through the trees at the trail Ezrah said Caspian took on his journey to the ocean. Truthfully, I don’t know how fast Caspian can travel by foot on land. There is no doubt he is fast in the water, but here, on land? He should be slower moving, right?

“They can’t be more than half an hour to forty–five minutes ahead of us.” I assure her without actually knowing

“Good,” she says, looking around warily. “These woods are giving me a bad feeling.”

I look where her eyes are, seeing nothing and feeling nothing out of the ordinary. But then again, Penny is not only a trained warrior but a skilled gamma. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be my gamma in the first place.

“I don’t see anything out of sorts.” I say casually.

She scoffs and shakes her head. “It’s not something I see, luna. It is something I feel, here.” She places her hand over her gut.

“Hmm,” I muse again, looking around, trying to feel with my wolf or anything I can. “Instincts?”

“In a way,” she shrugs. “It feels like there is more of a disturbance. My lycan is bristling, warring with me to take over and search the area.”

Suddenly, a shiver runs down my spine, my skin growing cold, and I whip my head around. Penny places her hand on my shoulder, leaning closer while her eyes search every nook and cranny.

“Luna, I think it’s time to run,” she says, giving me a gentle nudge. “Now.”

There is no questioning her or her judgement. I break into a sprint, tearing through the trees like a raging bull let on the loose. Branches whip across my skin, stinging my face as I push forward, my hands out, trying to protect myself.

“To the left,” Penny hisses, “running on that trail will be faster than pushing through the foliage.”

I turn toward the trail I can see pecking out behind a sparse bush. As I approach it, I leap over a root, my foot getting caught as I cry out and slam hard into the ground, my hands saving my face from barreling toward the ground at full

force.

at Penny as she runs while dragging me along. I can the fear on her face, the fear she tries

over my shoulder. I

or slow down and find out we are wrong.” She says, pushing on my back again to make me move

on full tilt as I scan every area, watching, waiting. Penny remains as close as she can be without running me over, her breathing slow and even, unphased by the running

trail. I can hear her doing as I do, and I toss it to

her to catch a grin.

11:53 AM

Chapter 73

mossy, the texture moving to sand and I

as a branch flings up, a string attached flying higher until my ankle sears in pain and my body pitches forward. My fingers dig into the sandy earth. unable to find leverage as I

down and she uses her nail to cute my ankle free. I land on her

I whisper and she growls, her lycan rippling through her as her spine shakes and fur pushes out before quickly receding. She is fighting it

tell if there is anyone here or not.”

expecting you.” Someone says, stepping out of the woods. A woman emerges her hands up to show us she is nonthreatening. “When someone comes rushing after

and stand, hobbling on one ankle, my other burning with the rope burn and being yanks so

father, King Caspian? I assume you are here hoping to catch

drop her guard, instead she chuckles softly.

you?” She asks

of the siren warriors. My name is Saree.” she

meet you. Are they still

behind us, her eyes snapping back and

motioning toward the sunset. “He

the gut instinct, the way my wolf is on edge. I play through this woman’s words, the way

ask her, tilting my head. “Is

within a second they roll, and she lifts her hand, snapping it. Too many sets of hands land on me, taking me to the ground as I writhe and

as she bounds toward me, her claws swiping men off me with ease. She tears one in half, throwing him to the side. And I jump up, extending my hands out as I close my eyes