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.”

He seems genuinely shocked.

fucking bitch.” I

He corrects

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

at me through the bars, fury in his eyes as I just sit and blink at him. Clearly, this fae does not know that his beloved queen is working with the assholes who have them caged like a damn feral animal.

and Trina

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

can you just sit there and let her say that

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as you. And I’m not a siren, not really. I mutter and they both freeze, Trina coming into the

licking her lips and moving closer. Lenard scoffs.

Just like she is lying about

kind and just.”

the walls and vibrating deep into my chest. Panic and fear settle in my bones as I swallow the lump in my throat. Is she

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

oil out again,” Trina whispers to Lenard. “She is going to be sick

this place smelling like fucking vomit before they clean

and sharper where my heart is. I watch the area where they dragged her away, hoping for her to reemerge, but I am met with another terror inducing cry. She sounds so broken, almost hollow as her cries of

going to kill her…”

longer than we have. They think she still knows something.”

dry. She shrugs, and I look at Lenard, who crosses his skinny arms over his chest.

and maybe we will tell you.” He says with a victorious grin.

I exist, so how does them knowing what everyone

shrugs and I don’t feel entirely confident he will answer my

answer, anyway.

out a laugh. “My father

says, looking up at Lenard, who has grown quiet

said you were a Luna?” He asks after a

king of the lycans and werewolves.” I say and he blinks before he turns on his heel and walks away.

grits out. “Right now…I

whispering

name