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.”

did?” He seems genuinely

I mutter and he scoffs.

He

at starting wars and controlling people. She is wonderful at

fae does not know

and Trina yanks him back.

you to shut up and leave her alone.” She

just sit there and let her say that about

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as surprised as you. And I’m not a siren, not really. I mutter and they both freeze, Trina coming into the area where I can see her. Her hair is matted on one side, dirt smeared over her left brow and down her nose.

know King Elm?” she asks, licking her lips

like she is lying about not

and

fear settle in my bones as I swallow the lump in my throat. Is she really my mother? The one they

She should be dead, unless they still need something from her. So

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

of this place smelling like fucking vomit before they clean it again.”

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 agony echo around us,

kill her…” I whisper and Trina

we have. They think she still

whisper, my throat dry. She shrugs, and I look at Lenard, who crosses his skinny arms

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

of here already knows I exist, so how does them knowing what everyone else now knows a bad thing? “But I want all

entirely confident he will answer my questions,

answer, anyway.

Hybrid.” I say simply, and they both blink at me before barking out a laugh. “My father is King Caspian of the ocean. My mother is Melody, a

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

thought you said you were a Luna?” He asks after a

am. My mate is Alpha Merikh, king of the lycans and werewolves.” I say and he blinks before he turns

out. “Right now…I just need a

him, whispering

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