Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Chapter 74

It feels like my brain is going to explode; the pain searing at the base of my skull throbbing away like a time bomb slowly ticking closer and closer toward something awful.

There are people around me. Voices arguing and the sound of snapping that makes my head twitch. I slide my eyes open, blinking as blurry shapes take form in my impaired vision.

“Oh, hey. She is waking up.” I hear someone say, sounding excited.

“Leave her be you fool,” another person hisses. “They put it in that cell for a reason. She is dangerous.”

“I’m not dangerous.” I croak. But I regret the action, a stab of pain causing me to wince, my eyes aching.

“They don’t put just anyone in that little cage, sweetheart. Hate to tell you this, but they want you to be as weak as a I blink at the smaller blur, trying to force my vision to focus, but nothing happens and tears roll.

human.”

The memory of Penny’s eyes, the way they stabbing her through the heart from behind. How they ambushed us. And how they knew…how they knew where we would be.

My skin grows cold the more I process everything. What if they ambushed Merikh as well? What if they didn’t take a gamble by guessing what I would choose but covered both of their bases?

Merikh could have ended up exactly like Penny. My chest grows tight, and a whimper tumbles out. It’s my fault Penny is dead because of me. I pull my legs to my chest, hugging them tightly as the tears fall. They are hot and furious as they burn down my cheeks, growing from a soft place of pain to a raging storm of agony.

Penny was more than a gamma. She was a friend, someone I knew without a doubt I could always count on for more than what the gamma bond demanded. And she died because I was stubborn, because I am alive when I shouldn’t be.

“Shit. See what you did, Lenard?” Someone hisses.

“I didn’t do anything!” someone protests.

“You sure as heck did! First you woke her up-”

“She woke herself up.” Lenard says.

“Both of you shut up.” Someone grits out, their voice low and hoarse. “The last thing she needs to hear before her death is the likes of the two of you bitching about who did what. You both are equally annoying.”

“That was rude.” One of them snorts, but I block them out as I fall to my side, the cries ripping from me in heaving sobs as I try to breathe through it all and fail.

hand on

comfort.

need to breathe,”

w–want to anymore,” I hiccup through a

no, that just won’t do.” She says in a gentle voice.

be better off with me

The feeling of having no hope. But I learned a few things from being

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Chapter 74

the voices from before

“Shut up.

Lenard.”

“Fuck you, Elle.”

me alone.” I whisper, pulling my shoulder away from her

my face, meeting the merry eyes of a tall

watching as arms and figures shrink into the dark corners of the dirt filled cells we all reside in. I swallow roughly as he

and his height unrivaled by many.

I ask

to play with you.”

my chapped lips in fear. There is no fighting this asshole off. He can hold me down with one hand. SO instead I scurry back against the wall, slamming into it, begging it to swallow

will gut you.” I tell

would come for me.” he grins, stalking closer and closer. “But

No way

I might not be very strong, but don’t underestimate my

a hilarious joke to him as he

touch you?” he shakes

from me or what he means. What I can do? Then it dawns on me. Everyone knows what I am now, what I am capable of. He wants me to show him my abilities. But I’know that showing him my full strength just gives

shrug and he smirks, popping down in front of me. He produces a small bowl from one

people who don’t are

bottle, pouring it into the bowl in front of me, and I lick my lips. Not because I am thirsty for a taste of it.