Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Chapter 75

“Where did they take her?” I ask the others in the cells around me. Not a single one of them answers. “What, now you to be quiet?”

“What are you?” Someone says, stepping into the light.

“What was he?” I ask instead of answering him.

“You tell us first,” He says back, sounding more harsh in his tone. His eyes focus on me, a full on scowl on his face.

decide

“Lenard, stop.” The other hisses, grabbing onto his arm, but he shoves them off. “If you talk to her, we could get punished like Elle.”

“Back off. We have a right to know what she is, Trina. I mean, we both saw what she just did, right? She can manipulate water without magic.” He says before looking right at me. “So are you a siren, then?” Lenard asks, titling his head, curious.

I walk to the back wall, leaning against it with a defeated sigh.

“I am a Luna.” I whisper.

“But you used water, and sirens don’t have Luna’s. They have queens. I don’t understand…”

“Join the club,” I mutter, sliding down to the ground.

The cool brick makes me shiver and I welcome it, my face still warm from the man I assume is a dragon using his fucking fire to dissipate my attempt to escape him.

“You turned that water into a freaking harpoon and tried to kill him!” Lenard growls at me. “Magic can’t work in here. They have something that prevents its use, and with the silver bars, werewolves can’t transform, so you can’t be a witch or a werewolf.”

I chuckle dryly.

“I could be a fae. Who the fuck knows what those assholes can do? Other than get in your head and mess with it and control everyone they want.”

“You are not a Fae, because I am,” He says flatly. “And Fae are not all the same. Our powers vary and only the truly powerful have those abilities. The royals gain their strength from our people.”

“Oh, I am aware.” I snort. “I met your Queen Lily.”

seems genuinely shocked.

fucking bitch.” I mutter and

wonderful.” He

controlling people. She is wonderful at fucking people over and pretending it wasn’t her.”

fae does not know that his beloved queen is working with the assholes who have them caged like a damn feral

and Trina yanks him back.

you to shut up and leave her alone.” She hisses

say that about our queen? This bitch siren is

1/3

mutter and they both freeze, Trina coming into the area where I can see

Elm?” she asks, licking her lips

Just like she is lying about not being a siren.”

kind and just.” I

I swallow the lump in my throat. Is she really my mother? The one they are torturing? Giselle said she was still alive, and that man was breathing literal

with her? She should be dead, unless they still need something from her. So then why is she

got the oil out again,” Trina whispers to Lenard. “She is going

this place smelling like fucking vomit before they

where they dragged her away, hoping for her to reemerge, but I am met with another terror inducing cry. She sounds so

to kill her…” I

been here longer than we have.

I look at Lenard, who crosses his skinny arms over his chest.

are and maybe we will tell you.”

out. Everyone outside of here already knows I exist, so how does them knowing what

don’t feel entirely confident he will answer my questions,

answer, anyway.

laugh. “My father is King Caspian of the ocean.

Trina says, looking up at Lenard, who has grown quiet and contemplative.

you were a Luna?” He asks after a moment of silence.

of the lycans and werewolves.” I say and he blinks before he turns on

grits out.

whispering along

lying. Lenard.” She whispers. “Elle’s name is Melody.